The mathematician has twinkly
A different story for me , aroha ,
The unlike and like mutualised by a strong figure.
In the laboratory such would be a symbiosis. Love under the shade of a blue moon!
As a brush slugged tight in painter’s palm
It brightens and brings to life , coitus .
CR7’s strong hit , aroha scores into the sweet gate , Semen!
Pilot’s compasses , All are but a shadow led by True Affection …
Loving can hurt as Doctor’s injection , as the medicine will fight enemies , love heals ! Earth rotating swiftly ,on the Doc’s neck , a stethoscope !
Damn ! That punch that destroyed McGregor , Mayweather’s hand raised, Love raises the head to the beautiful Eastern Horizon , a sparking eyeglow of the Sun !
Miner’s deep dug into earth, for the precious , yours sweetheart is the red sunk deep into the furrows of mine heart .
The abstract takes material as the lips touch , brick and mortar the builder’s glue .
NASA lingers not , breaks into space , the arrow pierced our hearts from baby Cupid .
“Good morning class,” Teacher: Aroha has a note for the Universe .
Had to nick love , you can’t police for it’s null and void is sufferable not .
What the binocular draweth not near , Aroha made succinct.
Oh Aroha , thou glowest .
Shame to Heartbreak , she swarthy .
A gargoyle is Hatred !