Mmmmm...

I do love men. They are alien and yet not so... their familiar feeling parts are so often hidden. The beauty is found in getting them to reveal their vulnerability. Therein lies their delicious attraction. That otherness; strength - tempered by a sort of female familiarity is just... mmmmm... ::closes her eyes and smiles:: But ::laughs:: I have ever been drawn by dichotomy (I even love the sound of that word... its feeling on my tongue - as it's form leaves my mouth. I use it whenever applicable; this habit is deplorable though, as it leads to the boredom and contempt of one's listener... But I can't help myself ::grins::). Let no one ever say though, that in my admiration of men that I am (or would be) led to infidelity. No. To the contrary: When one finds such a male - complex and fascinating, one should keep them close and explore them - reveling in their magical contrast... it teases the mind.