For those that wonder, as a demisexual the words are like the freckle. The intent and inflection is like that perfect vulva. The smile and warmth behind the eyes and mind are the smells of desire and success.

Imagine the connection of intellgience and connection being the warm tangling of legs and silk sheets and a warm blanket on the coldest day in the North. When the snowflakes are coming down soft like pillows, where the morning smell of each other and warmth of together.

That is the beauty of humanity and love and connection. One can be physical and another can be words and another can be smells.

The key thing to life is .... to pay attention and listen and one will find that crease in the person that is special and unique.

Each human is a black hole where the entry way to another universe exists. The goal is for two to connect into infinite love and space and time that is infinite.

Lover of people, Texas Feminist Liberal Democrat, Horse Farm, High Tech Gadget ENFP Guy, and someone who appreciates the struggle of women and wants to help.