It is my hope that you would not think me a pervert for detailing a beautiful thing. i am simply speaking what is and always will be a truth. one of the most beautiful yet somehow taboo creations of nature is the body of a woman. when a woman asks you "why?" "Why are you so obsessed with the female body?" a man cannot reply in one simple answer other than "Beautiful". if you were to ask me to describe the beauty of a woman's soft flesh the answer would be one to sit down for.
a woman's body is something that manages to remain delicate through out time. the curved landscape of Her is one that must be tread with soft lips and burning passion. the movements of each muscle are like that of a symphony, calm and mellow then transition into a fast paced crescendo. to my knowledge there is not a better place to shed a tear than in the warm shelter of Her breast which is placed so close to her heart, a heart which sings you elegant lullabies to bring you back from your sorrow.
the way Her hair roles over and rests on every inch of her landscape is like a forest of happy thoughts, happy memories, and dreams of what is to come. As you bury your nose into this forest and take in the sensations of its smell you cannot help but be overcome by her euphoria.
Suddenly she notices your presence and turns Herself over to bring you to her world, a world of warm comforts and beautiful poems that will never be written. To feel, for just a moment, that you are apart of her body and her mind is a sensation that cannot be matched by any other. to become entwined with her beauty in a place that time seems to cease forever and all that can be heard is the song of her true voice. You wonder why something that should last a lifetime is so brief and then realize that to walk her halls and know her being is a privilege that must be kept sacred and loved.
finally you have nothing else left to do but observe her one last time, watching as Herself curves around Herself. her landscape rising and falling at a slow steady pace. you wait for hours to receive a glimpse of the one part of Her that you see every moment but, like an addict, cannot be contented. when She opens the doors to her soul you are taken back to Her euphoria. a soul staring back at you. those windows are the most precious and most coveted part of Her.
that is why i am obsessed with the female body. that is why it is beautiful. an escape from this reality. a haven for my tired soul. That is why you are beautiful. because when you are in my arms, you make me whole.
do not think me poetic either, for i am very much a man. I am just explaining as truthfully as i can.
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