A Common Denominator

You know how the gals are.

Mine is an irrational little number.

She's a mathematician.

When she's feeling frisky

We play fractions.

We just have to decide

Who's the numerator

And who's the denominator

She's got a nice asymptote

And a couple swell bell curves.

Plus

She appreciates my angle of elevation.

She asked what my pronouns were.

I told her I was binomial.

I admit we cross multiplied

Which ended in long division.

She almost decided

To get an abacus

But changed her mind

And not long after

We had a beautiful recurring decimal.

So

I hope

We live

To the square root of infinity

Ever after.