Mike Grant and Ms M?

Near by they are playing
the 'Beatles' melody of
'Something in the way she moves.'
For uncovered in the 'secret agents'
chat room are a particular couple.

He was espied in the filing cabinet
by Ms M, acting in 007 style.
A man who seems to be in rhapsody
reading her pathetic attempts at poetry
and making them radiate.
Pursued by a collection of kisses
the splodge, sucky kind,
she giggles at his half hearted protests
and entices him with an offer
of half eaten jelly babies,
as it all brings a twinkle to his eye!

While she enjoys the way he reacts
'Er!,' he scrawls , 'Er!Er!'
'Oh how I love your - Er's!', she's heard to say,
as if kisses and giggle's
are unforeseen on such a site.
These 'Er's' have been placed
into her memory
saved like rose petals,
along with the tales of;
clattering of false teeth,
commode's and MI5 agents clambering
around at the bottom of her garden!
Email's tided not with ribbon
but placed on a red hot floppy disk!

Together, within the collection
that's full of cherished dreams,
visions of cuddles and
shared moments to be,
a story yet to be told.
But from among the quest
of all these words,
hangs two question.

'Is there nothing more?'

So she's sending kisses galore
she's sending dreams by special delivery
but unfold the page and see
between the lines as she
suddenly ask;

'Just Who Are You?!'

? Lesley Roberts December 2001