Mindless within the cerebellum
far away from the frontal lobe
the antithesis of all decorum
and the ruin of hard-won civility,
this one thought drives us mad with desire…
Made more irresistible by resisting it
grown more beautiful by concealing it
defeating every conscious attempt to tame it
exposing the inner beasts within…
Making a mockery of reason and logic
manipulating the heart with master strokes
answering every reason for being
beguiling the seeing no less than the blind…
A pool we long to dive deep into
a line we wish to ever cross
a part of nature we cannot guess
the meaning of, yet nevertheless
seek it to the point of recklessness...
Do not pretend it is not there
behind every decision, behind every action
beneath every thought ever formed,
this ultimate prize of the universe…
Woman has guessed its benefit and meaning
far more than Man, still primitive,
perhaps designed so for initiating the act
without pause, without thinking;
a guarantee, so to speak,
designed deep within the genes
born from the dust of this cosmic womb…
Bronze trophy winner
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indeed...you amaze me.
