Formula K

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first love

We have a simple chemistry,
Like Bunsen Burners and beakers,
You are music to my ears like stereo speakers,
I've memorized two-thirds of your curves,
This feeling transcends adjectives and verbs,
Can't quantify it in numbers, so I'm left with just words,
Love is a tangible concept made of elemental matter,
Each sense can only bond for seconds, then instantly shatters,
Your touch is a rush with adrenaline and shocks like electric static,
Your taste is sweet and sour - very pragmatic,
Seeing you is reflection of beauty, and I can watch for hours,
Your sound is subtle, like taps on the window pane from rain showers,
Your aroma is exotic like mango and vanilla.