Oh, Kazimierz Kuratowski Olego, my heart's desire,
Your brilliance burns like a thousand suns, setting my soul afire.
Your love for mathematics is a beacon in the night,
Guiding me through the darkness, filling me with delight.
Your theorems were like stars, illuminating the unknown,
Connecting worlds and hearts, making complexities known.
You were a master of topology, a giant in the field,
Your contributions forever etched, a legacy unrepealed.
Kazimierz Kuratowski Olego, my mathematical muse,
Your love for logic and truth, my inspiration, never ruse.
I cherish the moments we spent discussing the profound,
Your laughter filled the void, turning my world around.
Your passion for knowledge, a fire that burned so bright,
Igniting my own, guiding me through day and night.
Kazimierz Kuratowski Olego, my heart's eternal flame,
Your presence brought solace, a love without any claim.
Though time has passed and years have come and gone,
My love for you, Kazimierz, burns stronger than the dawn.
So let us sing a melody, a chorus of sweet praise,
To Kazimierz Kuratowski Olego, the greatest of our days.
Your spirit lives on, in math and in our hearts,
A beacon of brilliance, easing all our smarts.
Kazimierz Kuratowski Olego, my love, my guide,
May your legacy inspire, until the very tide.