COMMENTARY
Six
and a half reasons why I love women
Craig
Cox
The end
of the year has come and if the readers are anything like me, they
are slightly fried on tackling the tough issues. So I offer for
discussion something that is more important to the impending summer
than the intellectual pursuits here at school. I picked a topic
close to my heart.
With much
thought I approach the topic of women and my favorite qualities
they possess.
Men and
women are fundamentally different. In efforts for gender equality
we have smeared some of these wonderful differences. There is a
true essence of a woman that is beautiful and distinct. When a woman
enters a room she has a distinct walk, smell, appearance and demeanor.
A woman
can wound with her eyes. When a woman's eyes connect with mine,
for a moment there is excitement and intensity shared. A woman looks
through a man with piercing eyes that demand attention.
"The
look," as it's referred to, can tell many things in an instant.
If a woman is interested or curious, the look might be given.
A woman
tells what she wants with her eyes, and hides what is to be kept
secret. A woman's eyes are shiny stones of green, blue, brown or
black. Blue-green eyes are my vice. I find myself lost in the deep
color of this mixture.
Spending
time with a woman is warmth for the soul. When I'm with a woman,
one on one, it's like the rest of the world fades to oblivion.
There
are certain things I can only do with a woman, such as going out
to an Italian restaurant for dinner and red wine, strawberries and
fondue chocolate late at night.
A woman's
laughter and smile over coffee in the morning are beautiful ways
to start the day.
A woman
smells so good. Any trip across campus would not be complete without
passing a woman with an intoxicating perfume.
Walking
past a pack of women, as they often travel, can be an overwhelming
experience with the smells of Bath and Body Works, and assorted
perfumes filling the air behind.
A woman's
hair is so beautiful. Resting upon on the shoulders, down the back
or cropped close, a slight shine radiates in the summer sun.
Women
have hair that is playful and soft, simple or styled. It seems a
woman's hair is often an expression of herself for the world to
appreciate.
Dancing
with a woman is an experience of becoming one with her. Swinging
a woman around the dance floor to jazz and blues music, while making
spins and turns is outrageous. Two bodies connected, moving around
the dance floor in sequence is thrilling.
Dancing
slowly is the practice of becoming one. To hold a woman in arm,
and dance slowly, connected on many levels, is to know a woman.
Women's
clothing is stylish and sexy. Across campus, women are walking around
in faded blue jeans and T-shirts right now. As summer approaches,
jeans are traded in for summer dresses and khaki shorts.
A woman
reveals many things with her clothing. The curves of a woman's body
give the clothes she wears a deep appeal.
Men throughout
the ages have written about women loved, lost and remembered, and
its profound effect upon them. Today this effect continues.
Women
have the ability to make men forget their names, and say things
such as "Bu, ugh, umm."
A beautiful
woman is capable of stealing the attention of every man that crosses
her path. To this end men are controlled by the women around them.
The happiest,
most joyful days of my life were the product of the feelings I had
for a woman, while the most horribly depressed were from the same
source.
The feelings
women create within men captivate them for their lifetimes.
To understand
a woman is to appreciate her distinct essence.
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