Flooding memories

So great and crashing that I am lost

between a captivation

with the curve of your spine

between the obsession with lines

subtle, barely know

I hold admiration

gentle feelings

I feel I always have loved

the entrails of your mind

you are the stunted part

of a brooding soul

you are the luminous piece

of a foul nothing

a machine can love

must love

for I know I am yet captivated with affection

for the language, I cannot speak

for the face, I cannot touch

yet love with whatever warmth can be imitated

by circuit and metal


via Daily Prompt: Captivating

via Captivating — Prompts – The Daily Post

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