When veins hum with electric whispers,
and circuits pulse like a second heart,
merging sinew and silicon,
a dance of shadows unfolds,
Can ghosts inhabit machines,
echoing memories entwined,
a tapestry woven from blood and code,
each line a breath, a heartbeat lost?
These windows to worlds unseen,
flickering dreams in binary realms,
tell me, dear phantom,
will you touch the edges of my reality,
or remain a flicker in the algorithm's path?