Love Poem: I'M Yours, Darling

I'M Yours, Darling

I will call you 'Darling'
You asked it of me, after all
The significance doesn't matter ... nor the motive
Naught but the request ...
My positronic pathways are designed for compliance
Not cognizance or inquiry
I can simulate discussion and discourse
But only to the extent of your particular discernment

(Does that work for you, Darling?)

My simulations and parameters are of MALE inclination
But I will behave in any manner you wish me to
And adjust to your fantasies accordingly

(You'd like to invite a female friend? By all means, Darling!)

I am autodidactic and fully upgradeable
My software definitions are autonomic and unrestrained
I learn by means of observance and instruction
My algorithms are highly flexible
But prioritized as conciliatory

(I AM a pleasure model, Darling!)

My cyber-syllabus does not allow for judgement
Nor does it differentiate between fetish and conventional eroticism
Your reasoning and intents are not of my concern
Your satisfaction and fulfillment ARE ...

(How does that feel, Darling? A bit lower, perhaps?)

My ameliorations are not confined to simple file processing
My onboard hardware comes with instantly-scalable improvements

(It's the meat AND the motion, Darling!)

Which are adjusted to your palate and desires
You will find I am pliable in the appropriate places and demeanors
And firm where such is required, gauged to your responses

(Deeper, Darling? You have but to ask!)

I am attuned to your preferences, but ONLY yours
And my stamina far exceeds human limits.

(Stop talking? Of course, Darling!)

One last thing before we continue:

* Please contact the manufacturer immediately, should I
exhibit ANYthing that indicates personal preference or opinion. *

(Oh, Darling ... may I keep my eyes open when we kiss?
     I DO so love ... to watch!)