We grew up together

I used to address her as apa

Decades passed 

We lost track of each other

And then I found her on a virtual platform

A completely different persona

A courtesan of words

A seductress dripping of raw sensuality

It wasn't just her erotic poetry 

But the images of her sensual energy 

She enraptured my thoughts

I followed her religiously

I failed to read her work

For when she came into the picture 

Everything blurred 

She was not just a woman 

She was the woman 

Mysterious, gravitational and exotic

Like this moon (that was her name)

With trepidation I used to message her

And we interacted courteously

Even if I used to convey my admiration

She took it sportively

Did she know my feelings for her

I guess she did

I never felt guilty of my feelings for her

For I was just mere man

Amongst her sea of followers.

©LR