Oasis

We are strangers, connected by the Internet, combining life and fantasy.
Although familiarity, knowing  the other, is becoming more a reality.
We touch bases sharing our lives, or the parts we want to share, maybe a swiz. 
Our time is spent, in banter, in play, in idle chat, in sexy  innuendo,adding fizz.
How much is real, how much dream, is this relationship what it seems?
That feeling of connection; seems so real, I fear it is, mostly  a dream.
Will we ever meet? My hope my wish. Though it will never happen, it’s not in life’s scheme.
We share a window, connected in time
A little oasis, ours for a short time.
It is enough. Or so I pretend.