Song Of My Keyboard

The clack of my keys on my tiny glass screen
Sounds like a dance
On a wooden stage in tap shoes
My space bar makes a lower sound than the alphabet keys
So it becomes a song
For me
Sitting on my couch
I'll dedicate it to the girl who I made a connection with
Each tap of each letter is for her
I never talked to her before 
But there we were
Talking
It made my day
She'll never hear the song
But it's for the tiny friendship I made today
It's for the spark of happiness that made me feel
Wanted.