Poetry – Love Poem of a Scientist

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Love Poem of a Scientist

 

Love is not forever. Forever is a long time.

Love is an emotion created by our brain chemistry. It has a purpose. It joins two people together to mate and produce children and rear those children to adulthood.

Love is no romantic dream; it is science.

We attract a mate. The females select the best they can merge their DNA with. The object is simple – to ensure survival of your genes. That is the only rule. So selection and diversity are what it’s all about.

When we have snared a mate the endorphins flood our brain and turn us mad. We commit to one another. We worship each other, mate and produce our offspring. It is biology.

Then the endorphins decline and reality intrudes.

Biology rules again and our desires seek other mates to satisfy the laws of diversity and increase the chances for survival of our children.

Our success will be judged many hundreds of generations hence by the number of the genes we have in future pools.

For love is biology. It is not forever. It is merely for as long as the hormones flow. Then it is gone.

Friendship is something else. Some people mate for life.

I can’t help it – I’m a hopeless romantic!

Love Poem of a Scientist

 

You meddle with my chemistry

And cause my brain to glow.

You fire all my synapses

So I don’t know what to know.

 

You make my eyes dilate.

You cause my heart to thud.

My head gets all dizzy

With the rushing of my blood.

 

For we are now pair-bonded

And our genitals are primed

To exchange genetic material

In rhythms neatly timed.

 

Our bodies are in constant frenzy

Producing floods of juice;

Releasing all our gametes

To set our babies loose.

 

Our hormones are synchronised

To keep us as one,

Until we’ve raised our children,

Then our job is done.

 

With our children safely grown

There’s no need for chemistry,

We’ll be attracted to another

To create more diversity.

 

So I will love you for as long

As the endorphins storm my brain;

For when I’m full of hormones

I don’t feel any pain.

 

Opher 2.6.2016

19 thoughts on “Poetry – Love Poem of a Scientist”

      1. Well who would have figured what with all that scientific learning. I would have expected scientist to reduce a “kiss” down to it’s primal and mechanical actions, for example. Unlike Ray Bradbury who wrote one of the best “kiss” scenes of all time in “The Martian Chronicles!” LOL

      3. That picture in your header is beautiful. They look like pansies but I’m guessing they’re not. What kind of flower are they, or do you know?

      4. They are auriculars. They are grown by my great friends Rich and Lou. They were brought across to Britain by the Huguenots when they fled persecution. Rich and Lou cultivate them and Rich, who is an award winning photographer, takes amazing pictures of them. They are superb musicians too. They are a talented couple.

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