Lets face it… its all about sex…
Its about that sensation we feel in our loins when we encounter a person of the opposite gender. It drives us. It gives us purpose. It connects us to an evolutionary continuum that we can trace back to the origins of life. It compels us to copulate; to procreate.
Each one of us is the product of a sexual act. Each one of us is here because a man was enraptured by the sway of a woman’s hips; the suppleness of her breasts; the wetness of her lips. Each one of us is here because a woman opened herself to the strength of a man’s embrace; to the thrusts of his pelvis; to the hardness of his desire.
It has always been so. Procreation through sexual union is the Universe’s preferred method of renewal. It taps into a pool of diversity that strengthens with each generation.
Men and women are different, but complementary. Each has evolved physically, mentally, emotionally and spiritually for the union that spawns and nurtures the next generation. We survive because we are together.
The union is complex. It thrives on human strength but is fraught with human frailty. We fulfill each other. We hurt each other. We attract each other. We repel each other. We make each other laugh. We make each other cry. When the strengths combine we succeed. When the weaknesses combine we fail.
To each other we are different. To the Universe, we are one.