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.
