I could spend hours counting the freckles on your face

if that meant I could spend hours close enough to you to see them

I found how infrequently some points or lines could align with a hyperplane.
It sounds way harder than it was, probably because I used to not know the succession of steps to learn about R^n and the hyperplane.
They are easy to grasp but it used to not be as easy as 1,2,3.
But it really is a simple plane in n-1 dimensions of R^n.
Yet when I first encountered the word some years ago, it was quite mesmerizing.
I think math will always be mesmerizing except if I've encountered it in pedagogy.
With this understanding, I know that all math is stepwise succession within its branch.
But somehow this leaves things undone, probably because I can't cheat true and tried pedagogy.
That's what I really want to do.

The water
was lovely, dark, and deep;
wild and free
it called to me,
invited me in
what a shame i couldn’t swim.

His eyes were blue.
You could stare at them for hours and see a rainbow of colors swirling within.
His eyes were mesmerizing; getting lost in them was far too easy.
You could see the ocean in his eyes, the way they shine just like the water does as the sun sets.
You want to jump into the sea of his eyes and see the world from his point of view.
If you look into those blue eyes you’ll see a whole new world, one so beautiful and magical you never want to leave.
So you never look into them, to begin with.
All you see is that his eyes are blue, for if you look any deeper you will drown.