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Your love is algebra
I can't find the formula
If I could find the right calculator,
I could define your euphoria.

Your love is geometry
I can't find the angles
If I could prove your theories,
It wouldn't be a shambles.

Your love is trigonometry
I can't figure it out
If I spent an entire notebook, perhaps
I'd still have doubts.

Your love is a mystery
Just as the greatest math
Although worth much,
Seems irrelevant to my path.
Free the words to paper
Let them be your escape
Or another personal masterpiece
Let them set your mind at ease
Get carried away with them
Or let them carry you away
Create a scene
Even if only on paper
Create significance
From an unprofound nature
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Strong as thunder,
fast as lightning.
It's no wonder,
it's so frightening.

In any moment
could be striking.
The name? Love,
and feels amazing.
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