When my fun is done
You put your dress on.
We chat for a while.
You make me smile.
And then are gone.
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K Morris - Poet 
Hmm. A bit sad. A comment on loneliness.
Strange, isn’t it, that loneliness is increasing when we have the most means of communication than ever before.
Thank you for your insightful comment, Vivienne.