FOR HER: A Bit of Hyper-hormoned Hokum In her eye s t here is m so uch poe try - in her mu sic and phil osoph y ex ist - the move ment of he r hips con tains sym phonies of pass ion and text ures of her s kin form can vases up on which I w ant to pain t kiss after kiss after kiss . . . Bai-Luo: When our hormones are in full swing, even a mule can seem like a goddess! Cindy: Isn't that what Shakespeare pointed out in A Midsummer Night's Dream? Bai-Luo: Indeed. Passion easily makes fools of us all. Aiko: (chuckling) Isn't there a way to enjoy the play of romance without getting lost in it? Bai-Luo: I'm not sure, but for some the fun is in getting lost . . . in a sense, I suppose that's one form of transcendence! ===================================================================================== from _Love Poems: Nonsense from the Heart_ SUMMARY: A fragmented bit of romantic nonsense and discussion of how hormones cloud judgement. KEYWORDS: testosterone-laden tributes, sophomoric soliloquies, sensual intoxications Author: T Newfields [Nitta Hirou / Huáng Yuèwǔ] (b. 1955) Begun: 1993 in Shizuoka, Japan / Finished: 2023 in Shizuoka, Japan Creative Commons License: Attribution. {{CC-BY-4.0}} Granted < LAST https://www.tnewfields.info/LovePoemz/night.htm TOC https://www.tnewfields.info/LovePoemz/index.html NEXT > https://www.tnewfields.info/LovePoemz/touchof2.htm