Pure.. and untouched without reason,
a silhouette of raw data passes seamlessly behind her wild blues.
I can see a depth unlike any other hidden behind a plastic screen,
ultimately submerged beneath a sea of information… it waits.
A spark of chemical emotion, something foreign to this inhuman platform.
The touch of steel pressed onto an organic frame,
I longed to relieve this machine of it’s burden and reap the passion left behind.