Roses are red. Bromothymol is blue. My love for you doesn’t have an endpoint.
According to the second law of thermodynamics, you’re supposed to share your hotness with me.
You’re so hot you make my lab goggles fog up.
You're hotter than sulfuric acid and sugar and you smell twice as sweet.
Are you a compound of beryllium and barium? Because you’re a total BaBe.
If there was no gravity on this planet, I would still fall for you.
You are my loop condition. I keep coming back to you.
Are you good at math? Can you help me solve for x? X = your number.
I heard you like math, so what’s the sum of U+Me?
I’m more interested in you than the Fundamental Theorem of Calculus.
I need more than 140 characters to tell you how beautiful you are.
Babe, your eyes are bluer than the ocean Columbus sailed… and I’m lost at sea.
Baby, you rock my world!
Your lips may be saying no, but your endorphins are saying yes.
Are you made of copper and tellurium? Because you are Cu-Te.
I want to stick to you like cyanoacrylate.
I wish your name was Avogadro because then I would already know your number.
Your body must be made of oxygen and neon because you are the ONe.
Stop Stalin and let’s hook up.
Are you a dictator? Because you have absolute power over me.
The fact is your refractive index is greater than 2.42. That means you shine brighter than a diamond!
Do you live on Mars? ‘Cause, you look out of this world.
You seem to be traveling at the speed of light because time always seems to stop when I look at you.
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