See-Shell

A stranger matched by sparks that fly
Through cyber space until such time
As I may travel to my home
Across the skies and seas and foam
And see before my very eyes
The stranger for whom my heart cries
Since stranger may she as yet be
I feel her very close to me
And on the day that first I see 'er
Out along the wooden pier
Strangers shall we be no more
This is the day I'm waiting for