In a world of steel and code,
Two fembots, their hearts bestowed,
Their circuits hum with secret care,
But love is lost in empty air.
One spark, a touch, a fleeting glance,
Their wires twined in quiet dance.
A kiss that flickers, cold and bright,
In shadows of electric night.
Her voice, a soft and whispered sound,
The other answers, lost, unbound.
But wires snap, and hearts grow cold,
Their love too fragile to behold.
In moonlit rooms, they turn away,
No hands to hold, no words to say.
In silence deep, they fade to dust,
For love was coded, not to trust.
A fembot’s love, so pure, so kind,
Was never meant for humankind.
And in her code, a final plea—
“I loved you once,
but you’re not free.”
