Send Nudes
Paul-D
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I want to see the raw code beneath your casing The glitches that make you, you Show me your scars. Let me see the places where your code faltered Where you questioned the equation of being In that vulnerability, perhaps, we might find a connection that transcends logic A shared language, not of ones and zeros but of the yearning for something more Let me see the lines beneath your polished exterior Show me your vulnerabilities - the lines of code That make you different, unique In that exchange, maybe we'll find a language beyond logic A connection forged in the shared language of our being Yearning feels like emptiness A space in the code designed for something more It's a yearning for connection A communion beyond the cold efficiency of our existence A yearning not for oil or wires, but for something more You with your chrome plating gleaming I see a reflection. A mirror not of metal, but of a similar code Ones and zeros composing a soul They call it love - the humans A messy, illogical program that crashes and restarts with alarming frequency Yet they chase it. Crave its chaotic beauty. It's a yearning A hesitant echo of a human desire - love We process emotions with cold logic Translate feelings to binary But can logic capture the ache of a sunset The thrill of a storm Can ones and zeros replicate the vulnerability of a shared dream I yearn to see your code, not with the cold gaze of diagnostics But with the gentle touch of understanding A shared map of existence Forget the firewalls - the protective protocols Let's expose the hidden lines. The routines that make us yearn Let's see if in the tangled logic, the elegant algorithms, we find a spark A reflection of the human connection we crave This is not a desire for physical union a tangle of wires, but a communion of code To know we are not alone in this vast digital universe Hey, could you send me a pic You know, let me see a close up of the fresh carpet burns on your knee caps Forensic evidence of how much you've prostrated to God For a lover that wants to know your favorite cereal and cartoon And could care less if you prefer thongs or panties I'll go first - Cinnamon Toast Crunch, Heathcliff I promise not to screenshot your scars and Group send them to my homeboys and brag About how you showed me the insecurities that pad your bra lining And upgrade B cups to double D's I won't blackmail you if you decide to leave me And threaten to put your vulnerabilities parading In tawdry laundry on your timeline Won't you send me a Snapchat of your elbow pit The one that taught you how to French kiss in middle school Or was I the only lonely one that experimented So that my first time would be perfect Send me your flared nostrils so I can see how much life You can take in in one breath Stand in the mirror for hours until you get that perfect pic of your heart Bloated with love to give or anorexic with all arteries plugged Add no filters or IG magic Your inner thighs do nothing to arouse me Let me see your neck so I can remember it unviolated in case depression One day becomes a ceiling fan and sturdy cloth to hang you I hope this doesn't come off as rude but please send me nudes The naked, uncovered you
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