I have the command of the language <br />When it comes to frisky sex and <br />Mathematics, <br />For I adore every conic section <br />Of your perfectly proportioned <br />Surface area- <br />From your sumptuous cones <br />To your magnificent ellipses, <br />And the congruent circles <br />Of your areolas- <br />Hidden by the hyperbolic veneer <br />Of your bra and your symmetric <br />G-string, <br /> <br />Don't get me wrong, for I've <br />Studied the subtle dimensions <br />Of your curvature, <br />And went off on many a tangent, <br />Deriving your continuous <br />Sexual functions, <br />That led me to your delta of Venus, <br />As my y changed with your x, <br />In the act of orgasmic <br />Integration- <br /> <br />Since then I've learned <br />That pi is truly a transcendental <br />Number, <br />That no rational number can <br />Approximate, <br />And you are boundless <br />In your beauty, <br />Opening up my mind <br />To infinite possibilities. <br /> <br /> <br /> January 12,2008<br /><br />Alexander Shaumyan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/command-of-the-language/
