That love's just chemicals inside the brain
Is often claimed by geriatric fools
Who think that love's just something taught in schools
And dreamers are ostensibly inane.
Then scientists to idiots explain
That like most quirks in weak genetic pools
All love conforms quite simply to the rules
And will be quashed when logics finally reign.
Neurotransmitters know I touch your hand,
And light the tiny stars behind your eyes
Which blaze across the universe and then
Leave scientists too dumb to understand,
And too earthbound to ever realise
That love exists without the need of men.
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