I been the beep
about as many
times
as I have
been the boop.

Boop
binted bogos..
bogos of
beep boop
together happy.
Words alone
cannot convey
their deepest
truth.

Somewhere
along the way..
the boop
lost sight
of just how much
boop loved the beep.

Got booped
through boinking
on the nogging
one too many
times..
lost too much
sleep.

At least
the boop
observes
the beep
sometimes..
or so it seems.

In dreams..
before the ol’
ring ding alarm
boop boop
beep beeps.