Algorithm
The pattern emerges
I speak not it's name
A star not quite visible
A flickering flame
A dance that unlocks
That part of my brain
Then I know that there's something
The other side of our screen
I look out without seeing
But I know what I mean
You have to have felt it
The algorithm innate
It's also within
A good chat with a mate
It's the 'ahh' we all utter
The pitter patter of rain
Then down comes a shutter
And it's just gone again
We cannot recall
What exactly occured
It's the be all and end all
Being seen and being heard
Pausing, trying to think of the perfect next line
It's knowing there's always a hand holding mine
Copyright © Di11y Da11y | Year Posted 2024
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