we've met

Do you remember when and how we've met

in the middle of a speculative blue note song…

I was on G+ (exploring stuff); by magic, (you…)

appeared in that unknown universe with lots of

galleries, as if you've been a quicksilver kind.

Inside that space, some had barbarous profiles

with plenty of pixels and longings to see. Then,

you came into my sight like an androgynous

with a look spoiled in dreams' circuit, adrenaline,

and drama, and the pathed pulse at a click away.

We dreamt of poetry, melodious lyrics, and voices

with their souls hidden thru a keyboard or mouse.

Your hologram maybe was seeking like me for

an indubitable feeling and a definition, using a few

subtle skills, to modify somehow our world. A bit.