The Chronicles of Being Sapiosexual

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The higher mental development of woman, the less possible it is for her to meet a congenial male who will see in her, not only sex, but also the human being, the friend, the comrade and strong
individuality, who cannot and ought not lose a single trait of her character.



Emma Goldman

Submitted: August 25, 2018

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The Chronicles of being Sapiosexual

I am doing some research on something totally unrelated, and I came upon the characteristic of someone who identifies themselves as being Sapiosexual. This is the second time I have heard of this word, so I thought I would explore its depth. No, this is not me, or my type of creed I base my standands upon, but for the poem to make any sense at all, I had to unfortunately place myself in a Sapiosexual person’s shoes.

 

If you speak to me gently with words I like

I will gently creep into your brain will all my might

I’m what they call Sapiosexual

Nothing about me is ever perceptual or conceptual

Could it be I have everything I need

Money, looks, education, with an empty hearted need

Mental sex is my fulfilling creed

Sentiments from your brain, makes me weak as I emotional bleed

Sex crazed with such a tender twist

In this day and time, every man’s family jewels cannot dip or slip inside my sweet abyss

Have done the dating, mating, engagement, but if your mind is not of my request

I refuse to waste my time, mentality, or settle for less

Some here my not believe, for some, yes this falls true

However do you think we all incorporate our mental muse

The people who have the mind power to mentally seduce

Excitability of the heart with beautiful transcribed poems

Written enrapturing words that makes the heart go warm

Makes the heart feel reborn, torn, or adorned

I am just bringing this hidden desire to light

Are we all Sapiosexual on these sites

The brain is such a beautiful thing to waste

Therefore, I’ll follow anyone’s words if I can relate

Turn me on even more, if its words to physically generate

Especially if your alluring brain capacity is something I can mentally taste

Being a Nurse so many things I’ve saw

Clean living is for the good of us all

So, if I tease you don’t be shy or alarmed

It’s just something about your intelligence that sends me pass gone

Getting hot off the lyrical of your poetic or narrative songs

Your words sinking inside my brains all night long

Sipping my wine as your narrative penetrate, I would never be alone

Intellectual words getting me heated, while making slow love to my brain

And no, I am not insane

Intelligent with a very high Ivy League IQ

If you got the intoxicating words, yes, I have the butter rum essence for you

Lay me down as you play the seductive harp of my mind

I have the blindfolds, the wine, the handcuffs and the time

Umm, so give your words their very best

Leave the immature mundane details for the rest

Turn me on, and then turn me out

Mental love making is what this poem is all about

Make me softly whisper your name, as my mind glorify in the claim of your fame

Until I’m spent and far gone

As our minds entwine in an attuned song

Therefore, for all you Sapiosexual people, this poem is dedicated to your mental juice

I have given you your fifteen minutes of fame, and your just due

I hope I have done your wandering brain justice, as I've come close to feeling your heat

As your mind bonds with someone you may never see, greet, or even meet

This is the first poem I have ever written without laying on rose petal silk sheets

 


Sapiosexual is a fairly new word that means “one who finds intelligence the most sexually attractive feature.” 

You can learn more about this by googling Sapiosexual. It mainly affects people who utilize online sites for various purposes or reasons unknown.

 


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