Going on, a click here and a click there,
Writing, posting, flapping, discovering.
By chance or by fate, I find myself here,
Looking, thinking, reading, uncovering.

I flap upon a beauty with dark hair,
Sitting, smiling, showing, radiating,
You give more than life to the breathe of air,
Living, singing, flying, reconnecting.

Somehow we have words and thoughts in common,
We seek beauty in unlikely places;
We connect truth where no one embraces.
Somehow we are no longer so foreign.

Know that as beautiful as you appear,
The beauty of your words will persevere.