A night alone and watching, waiting
Skating through my frozen mind
While cogs are set to the translating
Decoding love upon the sill
Set still and silent as gears now misaligned
My appliant heart and engined brain
Distain engraved on steel brow
A machination bled through oiled vein
Emoted empty despite the will
To instill against what nature would allow
But ever eastward and everlasting
Fasting through these hallowed trials
To overcome the fate of my casting
And experience true love
From above I search to exceed my dials
Pinions ratchet callous in the nether
Together fighting to break my mold
Cut loose this iron frame from its tether
And earn myself a soul
The toll more expensive than gold
My desires told to my creator
Greater than inventors past
Toiling endless to fill this crater
This hole upon my plate
When a mate for me is made at last!
Steel and circuits tuned to perfection
Inspection finding no fatal flaws
Attuned to my every affection
Yet affect I cannot give
I live, but still governed by simple laws
Unable to conceive infatuation
Frustration bids I muster ambling
Pondering the purpose of my creation
I witness my mate upon the street
A fleet of cars to send her scrambling
To save her from a wretched end
Defend the fembot from death’s release
And absorb the hit I could not portend
Fluids draining over and under
I wonder “is this not love? ” and deactivate in peace
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
end is unexpected, yet touching. i love the emotional journey you fit into such a crisp piece