Saturday, April 11, 2009

On Real Sexuality

Women are absolutely incredible. You know, our society likes girls in their late teens and early twenties. They are nice and firm and all- but they have yet to learn the art of being a women. They have yet to learn to be sensuous. They have yet to learn to smile just right, to have the depth of personal awareness in their eyes. They are but playful dryads, frolicking about with no real thought nor intention beyond the pleasure of the moment. There is nothing wrong with that, in fact it is necessary to grow, but it is just sex- not sexuality. A woman understands the art of sexuality. A woman understands exactly what they are getting into, what they like, what they need. A woman may not be as firm, may have a few more wrinkles, may even have a couple of extra pounds- but these are not things that you look past the see beauty. These things are beauty.



A woman understands joy and laughter, pain and disappointment. A woman understands pride and shame. These are the things that make her intelligent, worldly, and experienced. Every wrinkle, every curve, every little quirk of her body makes a woman beautiful. These are the things that show that she has earned the right to be a woman. These are the things that take the beauty of her youth and compliment it with understanding and knowledge. A real woman has been broken and rebuilt a thousand times over. This experienced woman is truly sexy.

This is the woman who has depth in her eyes, awareness in her smile, and deep passion in her body. This is the woman that understands sexuality, understands how to move and just where to touch. She knows exactly what you want and how to almost give it to you- but then take it away. She knows how to open herself to you, but only just- just enough for you to want more, and never get it. These are not the silly games of a silly girl- this is just what a woman is. She has no time for games, she simply is sensuality, she is sexuality. Is it any wonder that men want to stare? Is it any wonder that we are driven completely mad by the desire to be with you? Is it any wonder that you turn our heads as you walk by?

When an intelligent, educated, attractive man is visibly enamored by your beauty, lustfully admiring your body, you should feel complimented- not offended. He sees more depth than you might think. He sees the way you walk, the way your hips slide under your dress. He sees the subtle hint of your nipples- even through the sweater that you don’t think he can. Don’t be embarrassed- you are magnificent. He sees the slight fold between your legs, barely hinting at things left unseen. He sees how much care you have put into your hair, your nails, your make up- but he also knows about what is underneath and that is what is truly sexy to him. Your attempt hide the true beauty of your face is part of the allure, part of what makes him really want to see you.

He wants to catch your eye, because he wants to look into them. He wants to see you. He smells the way you smell, from further away than you think. He wonders what you really smell like. He wants nothing more than to be with you, the complete person that you are, if just for a little while.

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