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[Static:] Cling a little as do the wisps of your hair, the light threads as they are spun off the skein of our thought and onto the road left further behind each time we laugh. These long strings of nanotubes to reinforce connection [communication: please stand-by.]

You never stood still well. You were always moving - a trick from your lips and the twist of your hips kept you swaying in this light breeze. We made the pair though, with I always so shy of the tower’s blinking lights. (offers a smoke) Tonight I’ll have the ballad.

A little feverish I (turn and step) into this light to [review: scan pages.] Sort out this life of mine, love. It’s all a mix in here, o, but you needn’t worry. A smiling past have I, dancing here in disbelief. [Scan: hold-screen.] Current algorithm holds a single inequality.

You see, machines do not forget. These wires from my eyes to yours remember that time when your rotation was around city blocks and street lights. Now I have come and waited for you and rarely could we stalk these streets. There is many a bounty to be had, my love. (lights another smoke, kneels to tighten a bootlace) What a mischievous face you taught me. [Scan complete: cooling down. Please stand-by for program to be completed.] I’ll glance the side way, you keep the leading corner.

(a grin and slanted eyes)
If we are finished pretending not to run alone, won’t you join me for round two?