Women,
At least the ones that I've known,
Do not wish to be treated one way or another.
They wish to be unique in the eyes of their companion;
A rare gem discovered once in a lifetime.
They want to be told that they are that rare gem.
They want to be treated like a princess
And they want to be hit hard when passion rises.
They want to have a flower
Left on their pillow
Which still hosts a drop of morning dew,
And on a different day they want to be pushed up against a wall
Shirt torn
Kissed slowly and deeply
Entered slowly
And then have the roof torn down with animalistic desire and love making.
They want to be wined and dined at nice restaurants,
and they want to do nothing on the sofa for a day.
They like men to know what they want
and not have to be told.
They want a man to share in responsibilities
but not be a milktoast panzy ass weakling who has no mind of his own.
YOU volunteer to do the chores, instead of doing them because you are asked
BUT also let it be known that it's because you love them and that your relationship is equal in all things.
They like to have a door held open for them and their chair pulled out
But are also game for you to go down on them in the elevator.
They like to travel
To see exotic places
To dance
To show charity to those in need
And cheer for the underdog.
They like a man who can cry
But that will go over better if you're a trained fighter or a physical laborer.
An office smack who cries can be considered a puss if it is done more than once a year.
Be able to listen to them and REALLY care about what they are saying.
Gently rub their back after they get home from work, and let them do the same. It's about give/give, not take/take.
Touch their skin more gently than a summer breeze while you lay in bed on a Saturday morning.
Don't be a dog; just wanting to satisfy your urge.
Be about the romance
And then the intensity and passion in the all night love making marathon is beyond description.
Give more than you receive
But know that you will receive because of it.
Treat them like they are made out of a flower petal
...gentle
...fragrant
...beautiful
...perfection incarnate
But also do not hesitate to put your hand in her hair, gently pull her head to you to kiss her,
...and certainly do not neglect the hair pull (always firm and never jerky) during sex.
I've never known a woman who does not like
Her neck to be touched with your lips
To feel your breath on her skin
and then to be bitten as if you are Edgar himself (Twilight) ...but never leave a mark.
Women are mysterious. They are beautiful. The right one is worth every poem written and sunset watched; every moonlit walk and long conversation over a cup of coffee. They are worth lying in bed with and doing nothing but talking about the future.
When a relationship goes bad is when the two are no longer ONE, but start to demand their rights as individuals.
I'm not an expert,
but these are a few of the things I have found to be true with the couple of women I have known.
Conversely, "Constant dripping on a rainy day and a contentious woman are the same" - King Solomon
If you have a bad one, life is hell on earth :)