Unnatural colors of neon dance across my face as I watch you dance
You move with abnormal grace in ways which leave my will with no chance
No woman ever looked as good to me as in this moment in time
No woman made my passion burn dispelling all reason and rhyme
What is good and bad? I don’t think I care anymore
Am I happy or sad? Just please me a second more
When we’re done will you still love me?
When the storm blows over who are we?
If only I could incarnate flesh for you my pretty pixelated girl
You could be as real as I want, my own touchable fantasy world
Neon shades of pink and blue glowing in the night with my lust
Automatic cybernetic dances pulsating sex with every lifeless thrust
All I dream of is you dancing for me while becoming whole
The more I dream the less human I feel as if losing my own soul
When we’re done will I be as synthetic as you?
Will my dying eyes finally forget what’s true?
-CL Fuqua
