A Robot To His Love
Come Queeny Techny interface with me
My circuitry's ablaze just sensing you
In virtual games, to frolic soon, we may
Then for new updates, you and I will go
My heart, I'll never give to you-I've none
But loving you, I might, that, I can do
We might, someday, combine to be as one
And that could mean, I'll always be with you
My software says, love's giving of one's self
So, here's my rotor, gyro thing, to start
Take what you need, or an upgrade would help
Of me, cannibalize whatever part
So many gadgetry has come about
But you're my peer, compatible to me
My motherboard wants you, without a doubt
So, to your port I'll stick my USB.
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poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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