Through the wires;
internet microfibre and phone lines,
we made a bond,
fragile at first as I myself was.
And then we met.
There is much to celebrate within our circle,
a hard-fought romance,
one that would not die,
despite nature and experience throwing us curve balls galore.
And so the summer of love happened,
24 years after the abortive one.
Lucky me, lucky you.