Habitual evenings of heavily streaming digitudes expressed in digitisms
highlighted by an artfully crafted digiverse brought to you by ten digits.
Darling, you are my greatest digital masterpiece. Digitally divine dear.
On a digi-diagonal I can raise you above me and look down on myself
from where you stand. Hearing the digitones of your bass like an embrace.
Delighted by the digillusions we develop over days, weeks, months, a digi-year.