I am tangled, divine,
within the worlds of your arms-
shimmering silver, they clutch at me;
this new data you call love,
changing you,
consuming you.
Your armour is as solid as my heart,
and I lay my head against it,
retreating into myself.
Child-like, I linger, and trace my name
with flesh fingers upon your robot skin.

Comments
threeleafshamrock | July 10, 2009 - 18:26
Wow SC...Your gonna have that poor old robot popping his nuts....and bolts and screws and things; I'll just shut up now before I get in trouble; nice one.
Chris XX
MistakenMagic | July 10, 2009 - 18:55
Well done on your joint win Sunday!
'Child-like, I linger, and trace my name
with flesh fingers upon your robot skin.'
wow, just plain wow. These lines will stay with me for a long time!
Magic xxx
SundaysChild | July 10, 2009 - 18:56
Thanks 3lleafshamrock lol :)
Thanks so much for your comment, Magic- and for taking part. This was good fun :)
Jupiter | July 10, 2009 - 19:22
LOving
"Your armour is as solid as my heart,
and I lay my head against it,
retreating into myself.
Child-like, I linger, and trace my name
with flesh fingers upon your robot skin."
like smooth dark chocolate melting across my tongue as I say it aloud ;-)
Must be worth a cherry in anybody money Sunday! :-)
I'm so pleased you added your class to our little escapade - thank you so much and congratulations x
SundaysChild | July 10, 2009 - 19:29
Thank you Jupiter, what a lovely comment.
This was a very good idea of yours- it encourages creativity and it's good sometimes to have a 'target'.
You should think up some more themes as and when!
Sunday x
whiskey | July 12, 2009 - 11:11
A love piece that flows effortlessly. Congrats on the joint win, Sunday! :-)
Lennie | July 16, 2009 - 20:37
Hey SundaysChild, really like the poem, well done on the joint win with Beeme. Good work!
Lennie