From deep within my heart, going deeper than the Mariana Trench,
I love you.
My love for you, is bigger than Betelguese,
And I’d go to Proxima Centauri and back,
for you.
Your hair changes the wavelength of the photons it reflects,
in much pleasing ways to my rod and cone cells, on my retina.
I can’t stop focusing my macula lutea towards you.
You are hotter than thermite.
Your physique stimulate my pituitary glands, and fill my Corpus cavernosum,
I just hope I can trigger your autonomic nervous system too.
The highest entropy runs through me at first glance of you,
but quickly reaches an equilibrium,
as we close in, mentally and physically like dipolar bonds,
with large enthalpy change.
Oh, you mean more to me than dark matter mean to the universe,
More important than the number 42, or any prime.
Who said geeks can’t be romantic,
and poetic?
But I wonder,
can you even comprehend,
the massive love I have for you?
Oh, it must be hard to be in love,
with a geek.
Nevertheless,
I love you -
with all of my brain.
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