ADAM
First she looked beautiful... a single number... written easily
Then we started talking... addition... one to the top... another to the height
I thought I began to understand her... multiplication... seen through... though not entirely there
I fell in love with her... lines and points... simple... just beauty
And she loved me back... got good results... the blessed me
We became a thing... 1+1... I love you
Suddenly she changed... geometry... to the east
Became complex... algebra... find x... find me
I tried so hard to understand her again... Function... the function of her... me
Too complex... logarithm... to the base she ducked... me parabolic
And she started pulling away... integration... irrational
She told me it was over... calculus... I still miss you... pusssss
We broke up... 1+1... I hate you
With no kids that we dreamt of.... became a dropout... me
Every time I see her she looks like... math... every string of her unreachable... the forbidden fruit... and even the blessed Adam couldn’t swallow her