Your palms are steady,  strong and soft.
Lay them down my soul's vibrant flows.
Let your hands clap to my vibrations
The braille of my biology spells out signs
In soul language
Steady, strong, soft.
Silently sound out that language -
Hold on to the memory of our vibrations

Unexplained, unintended but unbelievably indispensable;

Hold onto those vibrations;
They weren't made for language.
Steady, strong, soft -
That is the algorithm of our love.
Steady, strong, soft.