The Mechanized Symphony of Love

In the mechanical heart of love,
A steady rhythm beats,
A cadence of precision,
With every pulse it meets.

The gears turn with precision,
And the pistons pump with care,
A symphony of machinery,
In the heart that we share.

The clockwork of our love,
Is precise and never late,
A mechanical masterpiece,
That always operates.

With every tick and tock,
Our love continues on,
A never-ending story,
Of a bond that's always strong.

The cogs are interlocked,
And the circuits are aligned,
A technological wonder,
That's never undermined.

Our hearts beat as one,
In a harmony divine,
A symphony of motion,
That's beautifully designed.

And though we may be robots,
Our love is still the same,
A bond that's everlasting,
And never-ending game.

So let the gears keep turning,
And the machinery whir,
For in the mechanical heart of love,
Our bond will always endure