You are woman, I am man You are smaller, so I can be taller than You are softer to the touch It’s a feeling I like feeling very much You are someone I admire Still our friendship leaves something to be desired Doesn’t take more explanation than this You are woman, I am man Let’s kiss – Louis Armstrong
A lot of folks don’t understand that D/Lg isn’t always about binkies and polka dots, do they, snapshot? Most of the time it’s about feeling safe letting yourself be curious, mischevious, and playful, isn’t?
Men have a different kind of cleavage when we unbutton our tops, don’t we, chipmunk? A glory trail that curls upward but leads your eyes… and maybe fingertips… down. You don’t need anyone’s help to see what you know waits below, do you?
