Baby, you must be a start codon because you are turning me on.
Baby, if you were oceanic crust and I was a continent, I'd let you subduct so we can make hot hot magma.
You're a moving electric charge, and I'm a moving magnetic charge... Wanna flux?
Hey baby, can I be your enzyme? Because my active site is dying for a chemical reaction.
You'd better direct that beauty somewhere else, you'll set the carpet on fire.
Since distance equals velocity times time, let's let velocity and time approach infinity, because I want to go all the way with you.
I'll take you to your limit if you show me your end behavior.
Your beauty cannot be spanned by a finite basis of vectors.
If LOVE was written on every grain of sand in the Sahara Desert that still doesn't equal my love for you.
Excuse me, if I go straight this way, will I be able to reach your heart?