The Incredible Beauty of
Women
Earth is full of beautiful sights. Many of them are
breathtaking, exquisitely wonderful. Many travel long distances
to gaze upon them, at great expense. The majority of us, who
have less to expend, look at pictures. They can be almost as
good.
We can have thousands of scenes of mountains, canyons, forests,
lakes, oceans, sunsets, sunrises, views of space, cities by day
or night, and more, on our walls, our monitors, and our books,
viewable in a moment.
Perhaps in common with most men and some women, I find the most
intensely beautiful of sights to be the nude female. No doubt
my normal sense of sexual desire is the enhancing factor, the
reason I would choose to gaze upon the smooth, visibly soft
skin, the curve of a breast, the perk of a nipple, the
invitingly parted thighs.
Yet the beauty is as intense and inspiring when I am not
thinking of sex as when I am. I am not conscious of imagining
touching, caressing, or holding them every time I gaze. It may
be that human beauty is the key, that humanity is my primary
interest, more than other aspects of nature, and my sexuality
merely bends that toward female humans.
The reasons are not important, philosphically interesting
though they may be. My visual pleasure from each of the
thousands of photographs I have collected over many years,
carefully saved and viewable at any moment, is a real and
wonderful thing. To me, it is one of life's eternal,
incontrovertable truths that women are beautiful.