Poem
In twisted harmony, we entwine,
Skin and bones, with screws and bolts divine.
Our love's a fusion of flesh and steel,
A bond that's strong, yet fragile and real.
Your metal touch ignites my soul,
Screws and bolts, my heart's made whole.
In your mechanical arms, I find my home,
A love that's anchored, never to roam.
My skin, a canvas, stretched upon my frame,
Invites your bolts to hold me, to keep me tame.
My bones, a scaffold, for our love to climb,
Together we'll build a bond that's simply sublime.
In this unlikely union, we find our bliss,
A love that's forged in fire, and tempered with each kiss.
So let us hold each other tight,
Skin and bones, with screws and bolts, a love so bright.