I try and try my dear
To simplify the way i feel
I tried physics and calculus
To visualise the way I thought
But complexity is invariably behind me
like counting numbers when I was three
and dealing with my immaturity
Comparing my love is like a sahpe of geometry
The volume of patience combined with symmetry
That reciprocate in evry of our lives in thee
As mathematical equation is all we have to see
Maybe you can be as simple as making a coffee
To hold onto my arms, no doubts or sarcasm
Like two become one and enjoying each other one by one