A new love befalls me
Sleek and thin and black.
She comes to me from nowhere, but promises to stay beside me.
She is lovely, though I have not seen the whites of her shining eyes. She is lovely, though I have not felt her warmth. She is smooth and delicate, yet strong against my touch.
She is art made from metal.
And I love her.
-Rk
She comes to me from nowhere, but promises to stay beside me.
She is lovely, though I have not seen the whites of her shining eyes. She is lovely, though I have not felt her warmth. She is smooth and delicate, yet strong against my touch.
She is art made from metal.
And I love her.
-Rk
3 Comments:
...I don't get it.
Her name is Shiba.
A laptop?
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