Cardinal Sin
In the boundless realm of numbers, you are my muse,
A love for math, in our hearts we choose to fuse.
Infinity, the limit, our love’s endless cruise,
Cardinality, is the notion, where our passion infuses.
You are the ∞, the endless line so fine,
Where functions and sequences, in love, entwine.
Diverging to infinity, a love that’s so divine,
In your embrace, forever, our hearts align.
As an extreme point, you’re the one I find,
In the extended real line, love’s redefined.
With you, there’s no limit, no boundary confined,
In the vastness of our love, our souls are intertwined.
Cardinality, a notion of size without measure,
Like our love, it defies worldly treasure.
Numbers can’t define, this love we treasure,
In our cardinal sin, we find endless pleasure.
So, in the language of math, our love we confess,
Where infinity and cardinality, our hearts caress.
In this mathematical romance, we’re truly blessed,
In the realm of numbers, our love is no less.

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