Kindred Android

Artwork on a foggy window serves to remind,
Designs that graph the games of a madman,
Of brief adventures with a girl outside mankind,
And her uncanny gift to uncloak his happy.

A bond made from blonde and hints of strawberry,
Desires to escape and live outside a robotic teenagery,
Electronically their heart’s messages would ferry,
Apart they would scaffold an empire of tomorrows.

Adorned in green and red overalls they ascend,
Dashing through the lights of an new tetris dream,
The lunatic’s android could make cries amend,
Her ballads of defying gravity and time machines.

Embracing prohibited: it could upset circuitry,
Put it off and save it for brief last greetings,
It all seems to blur into a singularity for me,
Perhaps a hug would not go astray tonight?

She is not an android I reluctantly confess,
Although near perfection easily deceives,
Destined for greater then my redheaded mess,
But I know she loves me all the same anyway.

My Kindred Android, You live with me always and I know but this:
I will be there as soon as I can.