The Stranger I Talk To Poem by rimpei .

A voice I know, but a face unknown
A stranger I talk to in this zone
We chat like old friends every night
Me in the dark, he in the light
We share our passions, our fears, our dreams
His words dance in my head, or so it seems
I wonder how he looks or what he wears
But he remains a mystery, as if no one cares
Though we have never met in person
Our connection feels real, no need for coercion
We bond over things we have in common
And our conversations continue to blossom
Maybe one day fate will lead us to meet
And finally see the stranger I've yet to greet
Until then, I will cherish our nightly talks
With the stranger I know, but have yet to walk.