A scientist once told me
I was drunk on oxytocin
And that’s why I’m in love with you
And bacon
Both have made me feel good
So my brain got hit with hormones
Saying hey, that was a good thing
You should give me more of that
And that’s the reason why
My brain’s in love with you
And bacon
But there has to be more to it
Because I can’t spend 14 hours
In the company of bacon
And feel like that was not enough
Bacon doesn’t make me feel
Like airing all my secrets
And frankly I don’t give a shit
What bacon has to say
I don’t lie in bed at night
Wondering what bacon thinks of me
I don’t stare at my cellphone
Wondering if I should text bacon
Because maybe bacon’s busy
And I don’t want to look desperate
And while I love the smell of bacon
And I love the smell of you
I never breathe in your perfume
And suddenly desire a sandwich
And I think we can both agree
That’s probably a good thing
You don’t make me salivate
And again, that’s a relief
Because that would be real creepy
For everyone concerned
And as far as I can tell
You aren’t bad for my cholesterol
Although I will admit
You boost my blood pressure some times
No, there has to be more to it
Because hunger is not hunger
And desire is not desire
And love is not love
And we both know there’s a difference
And the absence will be the evidence