I see you, walking down that isle. I see a lot of people, but you especially. Your eyes, rimmed with thick glasses, speak of wisdom and care for ones such as I. Your legs look soft, cushioned even, and I long to lie across those thighs. But most of all I see your hands: meticulously clean, soft, with every finger moving deftly over the devices: probing, learning, typing questions on the help desk computer.
The store clerk speaks to you and I listen, hoping beyond hope. He brings you to the display case! Surely you will take me now. I'm perfect for you; two terabite hard drives, four cores, the latest in graphics, the best memory chips on the market! Think of all the good times we could have together. We could watch movies, high-definition, and film them too. We could travel the world, my slim profile and lightweight construction making the journey easy and carefree.Take me. I want you, I need you. Take me home. Please.
You pick me up, every touch a caress, and I purr. You see my backlit keyboard, awaiting your commands. You see my fingerprint scanner, a promise to be yours and only yours forever. You see my ports, my drives, my buttons, my polished case. I hope you can see my love too. I hope you can see me inside.