Love in the Times of Internet

Point

There resides a Gopika in every maiden
That waits up for the flautist divine
Mind dances to the enchanting music
Love lures to amours clandestine
If the flute drew the damsels nightly out
In the dreamy days of yore
A ring or a ping in the e-world
Makes lasses' hearts to beat by the score
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counterpoint


It is not only the ring or the ping
There are applications galore
Poking, hugging, kissing and many more
The maidens may get confused in this spree
And decide to remain fancy free !