My Dear
Yesterday, I was passing by your rectangular house in trigonometriclane. There I saw you with your cute circular face, conical nose andspherical eyes, standing in your triangular garden.
Before seeing you, my heart was a null set, but when a vector ofmagnitude (likeness) from your eyes at a deviation of theta radiansmade a tangent to my heart, it differentiated.
My love for you is a quadratic equation with real roots, which onlyyou can solve by making good binary relation with me. The cosine of mylove for you extends to infinity. I promise that I should not resolveyou into partial functions but if I do so, you can integrate me byapplying the limits from zero to infinity.
You are as essential to me as an element to a set. The geometry of mylife revolves around your acute personality. My love, if you do n otmeet me at parabola restaurant on date 10 at sunset, when the sun ismaking an angle of 160 degrees, my heart would be like an unsolvedpolynomial of degree 10. With love from your higher order derivativesof maxima and minima, of an unknown function.
Yours ever loving,
Pythagoras
De-Morgan's Law,
7th Cross. Binomial Avenue,
India of Matrices - (a+b) ^2
