I gaze upon the patterns on my screen
And speculate upon the human plight.
Your text bespecks the black background with green
And my heart flutters at the very sight.

Oh, what an intellect your text bespeaks!
A brilliant mind, and wit so wont to burn,
Displaying traits which make a man a geek;
Curiosity and willingness to learn.

Ah, thou who art so fair of mind and face,
(such lush full lips surround your wicked grin)
You like to taunt me so, inviting chase
Like Artemis, I find I must give in...

  The miles between us, this time, save your hide,
  But damn the one who says I never tried.