Its all about sex, or is it?
It seems to be the case.
I think back to when I was young.
All I thought about was sex.
I was young and my libido was running wild.
Maybe there was to much testosterone. Who knows.
Now I'm middle aged, those youthful sexual escapes are still in my mind.
Look at history, the problem's our sexual drives have caused.
Its never changed and probably never will.
Murder.
Divorce.
Emotional pain.
Jealousy.
Wars have been fought because of it.
Is intimacy worth the problems and emotional baggage?
We're not meant to be solitary creatures.
That goes into a whole other discussion.
I hate to admit, I crave intimacy.
The feel of a woman.
Playing with her hair.
Her smells and the sounds she makes when she's content.
(Women are a whole lot like a cat)
The way she moves and sounds when I'm performing oral sex.
The moans and groans.
I miss all of it.
I miss having a woman around.
I miss doing simple things like helping out around the house.
I'm a man that needs a woman to love and do for.