Copper-red hair, a face unseen,
A beauty in pixels, formed through a screen.
Your hands, your art, a black beret;
was all I knew until that day.
As the train doors parted, far and wide,
I scanned the platform, eager-eyed.
When in a sea full of eyes, I found your pair,
to fall in love, right then and there.
by Weltenasche.