Periodic Table of My Love

“For I have seen you from far places Shinning in bold light because you are made Of Copper and tellurium; CuTe, You are like the transition metals You display love of many colours, You are the sunshine that speeds up the release of Oxygen I breathe in gears of photosynthesis, How cute? Periodic table of my love, May we physically bond? And be like the ionic bond To display our love like graphs on the Cartesian plane May our love be hard to fuse like Like ions with the intra-molecular forces of attraction Be like an equal sign, And you call me “Lo” and I’ll call you “Ve” So we can produce a product called LOVE when we fuse? Damsel you are like a sensory neurone to me, You act like an enzyme on my happiness, You duplicate my happiness to its level best, You become a protractor when I’m down there, My oxygen, My love gene, My star akin That shines my goal scene How? You become a kinetic energy When I’m drowned by poverty Caused by long struggle of loneliness, My love, My heart, You are the love in the oxygenated blood That enters my double pump Through the pulmonary vein, You are like a scientific calculator that smoothens My number struggle, May I say? May I play with you like letters of algebra? May I be the gradient in that steep slope That will take us to the home of our love? I mean the periodic table of our need Let’s heed through like a linear sequence And be like… Periodic table of my love. Let’s make love and shine like crystals obtained After crystallisation, Accelerate uniformly like a pair of ethanol as it slangs Between bonds of chlorophyll, Let’s chill and make our love our quadratic homework, So you will tell me when I’m wrong like when it reads Error 1, 2 or 3, My periodic table of love, I want to watch your curves that reminds me of the brackets in Mathematics, Touch your majestic body that makes me to cry when I’m about To slice an onion, May our love be like the mitochondrion? May you be my nucleus? And guide me like equations of motion, Drive my innocent mind into your bosom akin to That of an angel, Periodic table of my love, Be my love, Be my time, Be my tickler, Be my world, Be the periodic table of my love.”