My sweetheart is a genius.
Genius in the way she can smile
when I'm an ape,
genius in the way she kisses me
when I'm a mouse,
and genius in the way she stands back
and watches when I'm a bird.

My sweetheart is the most genius
a genius can be.
She can make a rock blossom,
she can make a fence look friendly,
and she can make a barking hound meow.

Sometimes I want to know
how much is a genius a genius, so I shake her.
Smiles fall off her,
a soft wind blows out of her hair,
and a vicious hug dripping with love
consumes me.

Sometimes I test her.
I ask her "How much is
38974.5 x 895745.36?"
and she says not half as
much as I love you