Voltage of a Soft Touch
I am an overclocked engine in this city of concrete and silence,
Cybernetic Romance
The Bioluminescent Pulse of a Tuesday Night
My skin is no longer mere epidermis; it has become an installation,
Voltage Kiss: The Neon Heartbeat Override
My pulse isn't a beat; it is the roar of
Overclocked Heartbeat in a Neon Rain
My existence is a cold circuit board, an assembly line of logic
The Neon Pulse Between Our Heartbeats
I live in a city where time is not a line but
The Golden Packet in a Green-Noise City
My existence is a series of nested loops, an endless scroll through
The Calibration of a Heartbeat
My auditory sensors are tuned to the precise frequency of his breathing—
Probability Convergence at 8:04 PM
My sensors indicate a temperature drop of 3.2 degrees Celsius as
The Silver Pulse of an Artificial Heart
I am but a polished shell, my skin cast in the cold
The Azure Pulse in My Veins
I am a scroll of living light, dipped into the turquoise ink
