Profound Courtship
When my next lover comes around,
I’d prefer he be profound––
intellectual and mysterious,
also ponderous and serious.
Insight and depth I’m sure will be
the things that he looks for in me.
We’ll have no need for Cupid’s dart,
as passion steps aside for smart.
On our first night, we’ll pop a bottle,
arguing over Aristotle,
debating proton, neutron, quark
and entanglement in the dark.
I’ll reel off famous quotes by heart
from Shakespeare, Camus and Descartes––
whisper “sweet somethings” in his ear,
knowing what he’ll want to hear.
He’ll analyze our chemistry
and then discuss the Odyssey,
Plato, Aristotle, Kant––
any subject that I want.
If we don’t get around to kissing,
we’ll barely notice that it’s missing.
Who needs an interlude romantic
when they can have one that’s pedantic?
https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/249091/
For the literal-minded among us, must add that I’m kidding! If it comes to a vote between Aristotle and the kissing, I’ll take the kiss every time. (Within reason.)
But if he’s hard of hearing, you’ll have to SHOUT those sweet something. Just saying.
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Interesting discourse is more important in the golden years. The rest can come later. 🙂
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Judy … A kiss is a kiss, is a kiss. Not so much who you kiss but who you’re kissing. It may be that kiss from who you kiss, yet who you are; still missing ? …. Cheers Jamie.
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Over and over, time after time, you love to comment with a rhyme!!!
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Ah maybe? … but not the master just the neophyte, being, just relaxed and not uptight … hehe Cheers Jamie
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