Whispers on Bench
Reflection
In the silence, two souls converge,
Their wireframe forms, a gentle merge.
A bench, a witness to their quiet tale,
A story told in lines, without a single fail.
Their faces, etched with subtle, knowing glance,
A connection deep, a heartfelt dance.
The blackness around, a canvas vast,
A backdrop for their moment, forever to last.
In this stillness, a bond takes hold,
A friendship formed, young and bold.
Their wireframe beauty, a work of art,
A testament to the human heart.
In this digital dream, they sit and stare,
Lost in thought, without a single care.
Their whispers on the bench, a gentle breeze,
A moment captured, in digital ease.