Really like this sonnet from inlovelustandlaughter blog.
When once we danced apart but in the same room,
Hoping to breathe deeply, build more muscle,
Loud music made much talking just a rare boon,
And once it stopped, we turned back to life’s bustle.
A smile or quick hello-goodbye to bind us
Thus loosely but in patterns of our lives,
Our selves seemed different enough to find us
Removed in all but as our husbands’ wives.
But now! Our funneled selves poured in such narrow
Impixelated shapes we share on screen,
With words and images as sharp as arrows,
We can express most clearly what we mean.
Proximity’s relaxing but can blind you;
You had to move away for me to find you!