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Maybe the sexiest part of lovemaking
For most of my adult life, I have wanted to know what lovers think about. Consciousness and awareness have always been my favorite aspect of the dance of lovemaking. If sex is a sandwich, what bodies do is the bread and what the minds do is the filling.
As a man and as someone who has written reams of exploratory prose on sexual philosophy, I have known that my vision of what sex can be is not commonly shared. Many people have become used to a dumbed-down recreational style of sex that is not very deep or intimate. Get to the orgasm and get off. Don’t take the scenic route. Don’t stop to smell the flora. For me sex is more like a great metropolitan museum. There is so much to explore.
Psychologically, I unconsciously hoped that my lovers had a stash of cosmic life secrets they’d impart to me. Women are muses and goddesses, my deep-down inner belief goes. They inspire men to great heights with their consummate understanding of how life works. My creative writing is filled with this theme. I like to invent smart-as-a-whip women who bestow upon their lovers (who I like to pretend to be as I write their stories) great gobs of humor, inspiration, revelation, and wisdom. I have always thought that smart was sexy, and I like to fill my heroines with state-of-the-art brilliance.
