She was the silence in screenlight's glow,
A siren swathed in pixels, head to toe.
She took him places none dare stay,
And in her arms, he slipped away.
She knew his touch before his name,
A thousand times, they drowned in shame.
He chased her love from left to right,
She kissed him still from day to night.
Storms of passion left him weak,
Her poisoned heart made made him sick.
Yet hurt and hollow, their love didn't die,
A lover's dream of crimson sky.