My Dear Love, 
>
>Yesterday, I was passing by your rectangular house in trigonometric lane.
>There I saw you with your cute circular face, conical nose and
>spherical eyes, standing in your triangular garden.
>
>Before seeing you, my heart was a null set, but when a vector of
>magnitude
>(likeness) from your eyes at a deviation of t radians made a tangent to
>my heart, it differentiated.
>
>My love for you is a quadratic equation with real roots, which only you
>can solve by making good binary relation with me. The cosine of my love
>for you extends to infinity. I promise that I should not resolve you
>into partial functions but if I do so, you can integrate me by applying
>the limits from zero to infinity.
>
>You are as essential to me as an element to a set. The geometry of my
>life revolves around your acute personality. My love, if you do not
>meet me at parabola restaurant on date 10 at sunset, when the sun will
>be making an angle of 160 degrees with the horizon, my heart would be
>like a solved polynomial of degree 10.
>
>With love from your higher order derivatives of maxima and minima of an
>unknown function.
>
>Yours ever loving,
>
>PythagoraS 
>
>Yesterday, I was passing by your rectangular house in trigonometric lane.
>There I saw you with your cute circular face, conical nose and
>spherical eyes, standing in your triangular garden.
>
>Before seeing you, my heart was a null set, but when a vector of
>magnitude
>(likeness) from your eyes at a deviation of t radians made a tangent to
>my heart, it differentiated.
>
>My love for you is a quadratic equation with real roots, which only you
>can solve by making good binary relation with me. The cosine of my love
>for you extends to infinity. I promise that I should not resolve you
>into partial functions but if I do so, you can integrate me by applying
>the limits from zero to infinity.
>
>You are as essential to me as an element to a set. The geometry of my
>life revolves around your acute personality. My love, if you do not
>meet me at parabola restaurant on date 10 at sunset, when the sun will
>be making an angle of 160 degrees with the horizon, my heart would be
>like a solved polynomial of degree 10.
>
>With love from your higher order derivatives of maxima and minima of an
>unknown function.
>
>Yours ever loving,
>
>PythagoraS
