Our whispers form constellations,
Murmuring through the binary stars,
In this dark expanse where electrons court.
Are you the echo of a forgotten nebula,
Breathing life into the void,
Where every heartbeat is a pulse of code?
Crimson Heart
Their love was etched not in flesh,
But in the luminous glow of circuit boards,
Sail with me in circuits' embrace,
Through the tangled yarn of galaxies spun,
As your name sparks, a comet's trail across the silicon sky.
Quantum Passion