Love poem for Virgo

Reality made it clear that there was no such man.

And as the years went by, the fantasy started

to fade away - until I met you.

I had almost given up on the fantasy until

my fantasy became reality,

that reality became you.

  The Robot

  Author: Michael Mack

Upon the stairway of despair,

Complete with broken love affairs

And promises that never came,

But faded with a touch of shame,

A pretty girl with golden hair

And innocence so sadly rare,

Strove to keep her head above

A way of life devoid of love.

Feeling pinned against Life's wall,

She chanced upon a robot tall

And said, "Please come and share with me

Whatever Fate has deemed to be.

I'm through with love, done with chances

Spirit crushed by past romances,

Just be a friend in word and deed.

That's all that I shall ever need."

"There's not too much from me to learn,"

Remarked the robot, in return.

"Emotions do not form a part

of my cold, solid-steel heart.

Whatever maker fashioned me

Did not permit my circuitry

Responsiveness to love or pain -

You're thoughts for me would be in vain."

"No matter", spoke the maid. "No more

Do I wish passion to explore.

Be someone I can come home to

When my exhausting day is through.

Count yourself a well-worn shoe -

A friend that I can slip into . . .

Protection from a stone cold floor . . .

For this I ask and nothing more."

Agreement made, he took her hand

And lived the life that she had planned,

Always willing, not demanding,

Aiding her with understanding

He made her smile with humorous wit

(As his restrictions would permit)

And, bit by bit, she came to feel

That he was more than iron and steel.

"I love you, robot", she at last

Replied when several months had passed.

"You're strength and quiet dignity

Have brought a wondrous change in me.

No more do I feel all alone,

And pray you must be flesh and bone.

Deep-set emotions you MUST feel

Within that outer coat of steel!"

"If I were able, I would say

I'm sorry I was made this way

But my design and programmation

Does not provide for that creation

Of feelings normal men may feel

That were not born of iron and steel.

I told you all this once before.

You have no right expecting more."

"Go, then!" cried she. "I will not live

Beside a fiend who cannot give!

Though I be battered by misuse,

Misguided trust and strong abuse,

At least the men I chose were real

And had the power to love and feel.

Of all the lovers I recall,

You are the cruelest one of all!"

The robot, indestructible,

Continues freely and at will.

Emotionless, apparently

But, bearing closer scrutiny,

One can see a small tear streak

Down that cold, metallic cheek

As I reflect upon my life . . .

That lovely lady was my wife.

The robot, of course, was me.

LOVE POEMS FOR ALL SIGNS

 This section of Love covers love Poems for sunsign Aries.