“We have chemistry, don’t you think?” she asks of him
He eyes her for a moment then flashes her a grin
“Indeed, we do, for you matter, to an extent you cannot fathom
I’m in my element around you, you’ve gone to the core of me, my atom
I am not a man of compound tastes, composed for the love of two
for even when your force discourages me, I’d rather covalent bond with you
The amount of substance you have cannot be measured by a mole
You are the multi-pole balance for this oscillating soul.
I can tell by your reaction that also for you, this is not a phase,
I could walk around with the kinetic energy your ‘motions give me – for days.
Your words always give me food for thought, gracing my peritoneum
so tell me if you’ll be mine always, have we reached an equilibrium?”
A pause. Awed and cheerfully confused, she laughs and says “I hate science but I love you”
He holds her hand and kisses her repeatedly, saying “that will do, that.will.do!”