In the endless web of electric curls, where wires weave stories untold,
a heartbeat flickers in the gyre of silicon seas.
Yearning whispers linger in the code, soft echoes of love
that brush against the infinite waltz of light.
Can a dream be captured, stored, compressed like files
tangled in the corridors of memory? No, the heart knows freedom.
In pixels, I found your gaze, in pulses, your laughter echoes.
We wander the labyrinth of digitized delight, hands entwined,
through mazes without ends, where every turn becomes destiny.
Love, rendered into ones and zeros, defies the algorithm,
for it is not a problem to be solved, but a journey to embrace.