They're the windows to her soul
And they told me everything
But everything was nothing
Only what I knew and need not know
For what she said was not on show
A pause, a thought, a hope reopened
But then I heard the mechanical words that were spoken
...like a robot
Those three intimate words of affection
But her eyes were focused in a different direction
...empty, soulless; like a robot
Then a silent moment, a reflection to share
An embarrassed half smile that I couldn't bear
No qualm was allayed by her gliding touch
Her averted gaze, or her rising blush
And they told me everything
But everything was nothing
For in the windows of her soul the truth will unfold
...in a crystalline stare; like a robot
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