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Geometry of love

I like your geometry,

You are good at maths,

So it appears.

Now one-sided love,

Is like a single line,

Almost like a statue,

One stands,

While the other rocks,

It is like masturbation.

Two-sided love,

Is lovely,

All are in equality,

This love is like parallel lines,

None shall ever meet,

That’s why from parallel love,

We all generally retreat.

The love triangle,

Is like he got married to her,

She had loved someone else.

Then they found out,

That the other two,

Had already had a go,

So in triangle of love,

Never go or go slow.

Love Square is like diagonal love,

My partner walks across,

The diagonal,

As he loves her,

And the other girl walks,

The other diagonal,

As she loves him.

Who loves whom?

Heaven or you know,

In squarish love I would say,

Never go,

Or else you will all land up,

In a maze,

Who loves whom will all amaze.

Then there is likely to be porn,

Who will who have?

When they all have gone.

So leave geometry aside,

Pair off with just,

A single digit one.

Sex will let you know,

Well whether its well,

Also which one.

Have a single dot,

May be a dash.

Give a kiss,

Also it encash.

Love is not maths,

As you wont it to be,

It’s all madness,

As it seems to me.