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Science of Love

By Alee Chery


Biology begins our story of how we met.

Cosmetology has me love stuck, 

admiring your beauty

Philosophy got me questioning reality.

Etched in my mind, you’re someone I won’t forget. 

Cryptology sent cryptic messages to decipher. 

I love a challenge, it’s my pleasure, it’s a man duty. 

Cardiology got me holding my heart,

Beating fast, the blood rushing 

I need to relax, I need to breathe (breath)

Astronomy is the divine sign of our stars aligned,

Show me your soul, I don’t bite unless you want me too, let me see what’s underneath! 

Anatomy got me appreciating your aesthetics.

, your curves I mean appreciating ALL your curves. 

Your body is perfection, can’t keep my eyes off your face.

Etymology makes me use my words wisely, impeccably and fluently. 

Baby I’m a silent, smooth, savage. 

Let me flip it in French, so you understand this love language! 

*Tu es belle comme la lune 

*C’est toi et moi pour la vie

*C’est toi je choisissez 

Let me stimulate your mind.

Psychology… has you wanting me. 

the way I want you, this subconscious & conscious.

Sexology has us studying your body and mine 

I love sweets let me pour honey all over body, 

And lick it up as we bump and grind. 

Chemistry shows our interaction, attraction, and reaction.

Baby, I just explained the Science of Love


* Is the translation of French text to English


*You are beautiful like the moon

*It’s you and me for life

*It’s you I chose


By Alee Chery



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