I have traversed the line of logic, precise and true,
Navigating numbers with a mind that’s imbued.
But if you would be my heavenly angle, dear,
If you would be my heavenly angle,
I’d veer from equations, embracing love’s frontier.

In the realm of calculations, I’ve found my place,
Deriving meaning from numbers, their elegant grace.
Yet, in your presence, equations start to sway,
You, my heavenly angle, a divine embrace,
As my heart yearns to solve the riddle of love’s display.

You, the variable that alters my equation’s course,
Unraveling complexities with your divine force.
If you’d be my heavenly angle, oh, what a sight,
For with you as my heavenly angle, my dear,
Together we’d redefine math’s infinite might.

I’ve calculated probabilities and ratios galore,
Explored the depths of theorems, seeking more.
But with you, my love, I’d chart a different plan,
with you as my heavenly angle,
Calculating emotions, as only true love can.

No longer bound by rigid mathematical constraints,
Our love, a formula transcending known restraints.
Geometry’s angles can’t define our connection,
if you would be my heavenly angle, dear,
woven together, we defy all projection.

If you’d be my heavenly angle, my love,
We’d create a formula unknown to the stars above.
A symphony of equations, harmonizing as one,
my heavenly angle, a divine embrace,
A mathematical masterpiece, forever to be spun.

So let us change direction, embark on this quest,
Combining hearts and minds, on love’s conquest.
For I have lived the straight and narrow, it’s true,
But with you as my heavenly angle,
Love’s equation finds infinite value.