In the realm of written words we met,
No sound, just symbols on a page,
Yet through this channel, our souls connected,
And ignited feelings deep within the cage.

The texts may be plain, devoid of sound,
But their essence, like a perfume, lingers,
A tantalizing tone in each line I found,
A melody of emotions, love's secretive singers.

Alas, I am left perplexed, uncertain,
For in her words, a mystery lies concealed,
Did the tone convey my name, my identity?
Or was it my heart, only pleading to be revealed?

We spoke, not audibly, but through this writing,
Each letter chosen with care, a stroke of art,...