At dusk, when the world's edges blur, the lake murmurs sweet nothings —
Violet pixels dance across the surface, telling tales of yearning hearts.
01010100 01101000 01100101 00100000 01101100 01100001 01101011 01100101 —
hexadecimal desires drift like unanchored boats, rippling in technicolor.
Multiples 2, 3, 5, primes chart the destinies entwined amidst soft whispers —
decipher the chorus, only to find questions veiled in algorithmic love letters.