When men stare… when we look at women… when we ogle and leer, its not an insult. It is not always some animalistic hunger, some pre-rape impulse. Its sometimes in awe… in confusion and in recognition that we are in the presence of something we simply cannot comprehend. We’re in the presence of a beauty that is unfathomable. To capture that beauty, just a frame of it, just a minute speck it, in some way is all we man can hope and strive for. We will create… we will attempt to RE-create the beauty we see. Its the closest we can come to expressing our appreciation for something as sublime and beautiful as the female form.
We are programmed, since the time two cells shared genetic material to create a distinct third, to recognize and appreciate the uncontained power of that form. to quest for it. to dream of it. to build cities and armies, to build statues and paint portraits, to write prose and lyric… all just to give you a hint, a mere hint, of how you affect us… and how much we love you for simply existing for us to absorb the photons lucky enough to reflect from your smooth skin and incomprehensible curves to our watering, awed eyes.