My friend's on standby, fulfilling my needs, with bits and bytes and electronic beats connects me through, I don't know how, avoiding bottlenecks on highways, slow he watches, eagerly, a distant line a love, I came to call all mine. With dim-lit light, my hands, he ties, to the pattern of his keys, my fingers, locked, he binds my eyes, and brings me to my knees. Then, suddenly awake to her sweet warning he tells me that, no longer am I alone conveys my passion and my longing to this distant land... where lovers roam.
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