The Mystery...

[Se****]

She lives behind a glowing screen, a captivating, quiet queen.
Her avatar is coded grace, a phantom with a hidden face.
She types in riddles, speaks in rhyme, and leaves her markers out of time.
A string of letters, bold and bright, that pull me deeper in the night.
I do not know her waking world, or how her daily life’s unfurled.
I only know the warmth she sends, a spark that beautifully transcends.
She is a whisper, soft and fleet, a puzzle that is incomplete.
And in the shadows she has drawn, I sit and wait to watch her dawn.

[Ae****]

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