Calculative Cupid

To greet the day, the sun does rise overrun with golden flames. To my surprise, that centered sphere has a thing for slender dames. His solar slopes descend on her but a yard from where I sat. He found for me a single point, and acute young girl at that. She sported quite a quadrant fair, parabolic hips and chest; and though she too thought I was fine, I derived her somberness. Perhaps our origin would bring disappointment to her folks; her bottled sobs did soon subtract, and in tears, she softly spoke: "Parental factors intervene; our equation can't be solved." I kissed her puckered sinusoids: "but our bond will not dissolve. Your father's but a variable, and I know, with time, he'll change. Don't fret--we're bound by constant love; his approval's in my range. It matters not where we may lie, here amongst this earthly plane; two points are always linear, and a pair of hearts won't wane!"