Command of the Language

I have the command of the language

When it comes to frisky sex and

Mathematics,

For I adore every conic section

Of your perfectly proportioned

Surface area--

From your sumptuous cones

To your magnificent ellipses,

And the congruent circles

Of your areolas--

Hidden by the hyperbolic veneer

Of your bra and your symmetric

G-string,



Don't get me wrong, for I've

Studied the subtle dimensions

Of your curvature,

And went off on many a tangent,

Deriving your continuous

Sexual functions,

That led me to your delta of Venus,

As my y changed with your x,

In the act of orgasmic

Integration--



Since then I've learned

That pi is truly a transcendental

Number,

That no rational number can

Approximate,

And you are boundless

In your beauty,

Opening up my mind

To infinite possibilities.





                     January 12, 2008

                


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