The Golden Pulse of a Silent City
I glide through this world like a ghost in the machine, my
Techno-Angel
The Glass Sanctuary: A Prayer for Two Hearts
I lean against the cold glass, a fragile boundary between my soul
The Solar Pulse of a Digital Heartbeat
I have drifted through the neon arteries of this city for centuries,
The Silk Sanctuary Amidst Emerald Static
I have descended from the neon spires and data-streams to find this
The Velvet Resonance of a Digital Heartbeat
I stand amidst the neon rain and chrome skeletons of this city,
The Neon Pulse of a Quiet Heartbeat
I have drifted through the steel veins of this city like a
The Neon Pulse of a Quiet Heart
I stand beneath a moon that is not made of rock, but
The Aqueous Sanctuary of a Digital Soul
I have drifted through the neon veins of this city for an
The Azure Altar of Quiet Longing
I have descended from the humming circuits of a city that never
The Gilded Pulse of a Digital Shore
I have descended from the neon cathedrals and data-streams to stand where
The Iridescent Pulse of a Neon Heartbeat
I lie here, an avatar of flesh and light draped across the
The Last Warmth Before the Great Silence
I stand where the silicon tide meets a shore that remembers nothing
