I'd like to transfigure you into my cloak. That way I can have you wrapped around me all day.
Are you full of Beryllium, Gold and Titanium? Because you are BE-AU-TI Full.
Our platonic relationship really turns me on.
We have great chemistry, let's do some biology.
If my right leg is the cell wall and my left the membrane, do you want to be the cytoplasm?
Your lab bench, or mine?
If you were a concentration gradient I'd go down on you.
You must be the fifth scale degree of the diatonic scale, because you're always dominant in my thoughts.
Baby I want to bang you as hard as I bang the keys of my piano when I play Beethoven's 5th symphony.
Are you the sun? Because my world revolves around you.