Body of Knowledge

jaister

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.

  • Author: jaister (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 24th, 2022 22:32
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  • L. B. Mek

    a great write!
    thanks for sharing
    'if autodidact's ever had a flag
    to stand behind
    this would assuredly be a song
    they sing, with pride'

    • jaister

      Ha! You got my number. So this is how it works....
      Autodidact me, I actually did take a short story writing course at the UW with Richard Wagoner, at which I did poorly, more busy playing bohemian than turning in stories.
      Thanks for reading and for your encouragement! Be Well!
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