There are two things, in all the world:
silver flowers, 
and dust. 

Love, 
Evangeline Rose Ingram

How rude of me to not reply sooner. This is beautiful.


(edit, p.s.) 

The first is You, this silver
flower shining,
and always second, i,
this dust, suffused
with the intoxication
of Your golden roots.

love, Timothy Francis Xavier Farrington

I guess computers fall under "silver flowers" and inferior biological life forms under "dust"

 (though i suspect there are levels of the joke here far beyond my ken.)

Intended more poetically along the lines interpreted by tim, but this isn't incorrect either. Couchings are very fun.