Can you really love a brain
like you love a body?
I think I felt it,
I think I was aroused
by her intelligence
which stirred my passion.
Listening to her philosophize
I felt it in my loins,
A pulse in response to ideas
expressed clearly, thoughtfully.
I admit I was looking
at her eyes, her mouth,
as I listened with my ears,
my heart, my mind last of all.
I admit I was not listening critically,
I did not analyze or criticize.
I listened in rapt attention.
I was learning, I was yearning
to kiss her concepts,
to caress her discourse,
to wrap my arms around
her body of knowledge.