I{} is less than U+I

Oh, the way your ears change directions
To pick up transmissions;
Can you hear the beat of my CPU
When I think of you?

The glow of your laser eye
Pierces my crystalline AI.
The glow I feel when we interface—
I would blush had I a face.

For you, though it would mean my fall,
I would willingly break Asimov's third law.|
You have only to say the word,
I would gladly give you my motherboard.

Though it can never be, in my organic parts
I dream of connecting our universal serial bus ports.
When I said you could contact me if you need to
Did you know that I was saying I love you?

I was succumbing to the coefficient of friction
When you came along and altered my direction.|
Can I dare to think, in this equation,
There is an equal and opposite reaction?