ah, the fetishes of the world. Well, my friends as someone I knew long ago once said, " If it don't work in the head, it don't work in bed."
For the philosophers out there, a brief poem:
When we smile and laugh and touch,
When we say, "You're Just too Much."
What we really mean is this:
A rainbow colored with a kiss.
A brush of minds,
A simply laugh
and then "turn down an empty glass"
Goodnight to all who seek the answers and found them right under your toes.