Amygdala – a fine hotel
On Dopamine’s high coast.
All guests who come return again,
But pairs return the most.

Receptionist, she greets the guests,
Releasing to each pair
A garden key, a telling hint:
“Blooms oxytocin there.”

Amygdala – a fine hotel,
On shores of highest height.
Below its cliffs the waves do kiss,
And hearts swell, all the night.