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Soft Reset

Clarity of mind......obliterated
Doctor, my eyes.....their sight pixilated
Faded, the dreaded “blue screen of doom” elevated
I need you
   to heal me

Re-boot

   (Darling, won't you ease my worried mind?)

Touch me, tenderly....soft reset
Let my fingers tickle and caress you flesh
all negativity set to rest

and sealed with a kiss........

my arms wrapped around you
I've truly never felt liked this
The stimulation felt through the touching
of all your tactile switches

nippled protrusions stiffen at my touch
your intimate flesh warm and enticing
your hand strokes my joystick
pleasure beyond words.......it's almost too much

…...I am taken by duress, you capture my soul - CPU overclocked; maximum overload

pushing deeper inside the recess of your love
your algorithm now takes control.....

We are sensually engaged
and my synapses disconnect
as the seconds flow like decades
counting.......I see the light momentarily
though I can not hear a sound (switching system, connect, connect)

until

your lips emit that familiar, gentle gasp
and I once again feel a completeness,
the power of your psycho-biological spell has been cast

Telefunken

I have now been made new
   through the newness of you

   Re-boot.......

Written by MusicallyMrM

(Mr_Mahogany_Wood)

Published 24th Mar 2025

Author's Note

Aware of the location, the softness of your touch. The madness of the day
I need to touch you so much....to be touched. Technology does have it's sensual side "Larissa"