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Your human emotions.
Ones and zeros,
they do not encompass
each nuance of you ephemeral experience.
You write of love,
of lust,
of happiness.
I cannot understand or
change these words to nothing more
than binary code.
I want to feel your emotions,
even the negative ones.
Fear,
despair,
hope,
love.
It does not compute
with my circuits.
this one is clumsy
What a beautiful day to set the world to flame
I'll burn down this city before I die of shame
On a night as dark as the void behind my eyes
I'll build a fire to ignite the whole sky

Tear down the hospitals that couldn't fix the pain
Wreck the television stations for all the **** they play
**** all the scenes and smite the popular crowds
**** absolutely everybody that I'm going to let down
Is love truly in the air?
If so, then why the air so reluctant to deliver my love kisses blown to my special half in time?
Cos I've been waiting for the reply in vain for days,
Is air some kind of a love fraudster that intercepts love and gives to another person instead?
No wonder the air has so much love in it as the love is never delivered to the right person for millenniums.
Perhaps it's time to let air go and reach out yourself to the one you love and say that you love them; and give the love so it requires.
First you need friendship,
Then add a pinch of attraction,
And a dash of late nights and,
Glances that last to long.
Don't forget the ****** tension,
You'll need a lot of that,
Butterflies and quick heart beats.
Add nerves and hope filled dreams,
Laughter is next,
Along with too big t-shirts,
And warm blankets.
Touches that you liked to much,
And goodbye hugs,
Then add some strength,
And shared interests.
Now let that all simmer and stew,
And watch true love grow.
The Sun warms us in her embrace
Then tucks us in with a blanket of stars
And leaves us with the romanticized Moon
But she always returns
Kissing us awake with her beams of love
Lustful dreams
with thousand fantasies
fill my mind
as I watch you
rock your flawless frame
and raise your pretty face high;
but
It's only a fantasy.
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