Sapiosexual
I am sexually attracted to intelligence.
Intimate conversations springing from an
eloquent mind, undressing my conscience
and making love to my thoughts.
Giving me cerebral stimulating orgasms from
live interchange of mind blowing discussions,
direct transmissions tickling my wordsmith
senses in a sensual word play where our
thoughts wrestle with our feelings in an
intellectual parlance.
I am sexually attracted to an intelligent man.
Constantly lost in a mind mating game as our
thoughts converge into a cosmic fusion.
Minds stretching like binary stars into a galaxy.
Swimming in an ocean of philosophy and
psychology, a sea of brilliant ideas, and waltzing
in a forest of opportunities in an analytical love
nest oozing theories and bleeding facts.
High on a love that ravishes me with every
word as i am overcome by extensive vocabulary.
Giving eargasms that constrict our ears and make
our minds bind in soul sex.
Piqued interest, thoughtfully attuned to a peculiar
woman like me.
Enticing my nerves with explosive conversations.
Taking me on an enthralling thoughtful journey to
expose the wonders of the mind.
Through detours of logic, truth, and sensuality
intertwined in blissful knowledge.
Re-routing the superficial fake sexual game that
men played with me.
I am sexually attracted to intelligence.
Of two sapiosexual lovers intoxicated in passion,
building creative juices and releasing intellectual
vibrations, climaxing from mental stimulation.
Caressing my flesh with cognitive poetry from
emotions existent as i turn him up in a deep
Spoken word poetry recital about the world.
Educating him, giving him something to meditate
on.
Intriguing me with his beautiful mind, provoking
my thoughts, arousing neurons as the synapses
of our brains perform intricate dances.
Beats become one resonating cadence.
Fusion of musical instruments as our thoughts
swirl and create a harmonious rhythm in a deep
orgasmic mind dance in a world experiencing
the worst sexual revolution.
A world where physical beauty is overrated and
intelligence is underrated.
Enslaved minds hooked to fleeting passion and
the physical facade like the magic herb.
Ignorance that muddles the mind.
A world where intelligent women are intimidating
and labeled, “Miss Know it all or Big headed”
A world where intelligent men are intimidating
and labeled, “Mr. Know it all or proud”.
In a world where a Sapiosexual woman like me dwells.
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