Although you are a friend of mine
And messages and sraps we do exchange,
I would'nt know you on a Street
And does'nt that seem strange
You hold a special place in my life,
Unusual and unique
We share many thoughts,
Yet we do not speak
I picture what I think you are,
Perhaps you picture me
An intriguing game for both of us,
For someone we can't see
So for this Friendship that we possess
We owe this mail a debt
Perhaps the charm lies in the fact,
That we have never met
