Celine.
Stare at the screen,
Eyes are so green.
Only a screen,
Can they be seen.
She’ll always be,
A mystery.
If we ever met,
Would it be to regret?
Finger tip, holds down a key.
A digital dream that’s my Celine.
Verse: Electro machine,
Can it still mean,
Something real,
Though virtual.
Verse: Willing to go,
With this cyber falling.
I can’t stop myself,
The keyboard is calling.
Finger tip, holds down a key.
A digital dream that’s my Celine.
Is she just a dream?
My Celine.
Celine.
