the look

Have you ever seriously courted a woman who made you feel as shy as a teenager at a high school dance because you felt a special attraction to her? Have you taken your time during that courtship, being careful not to rush the relationship, because you didn't want to fuck things up?

Did you bide your time, handle everything like a total gentleman and then finally see THE LOOK? I have, three times in my life.

THE LOOK is something that you can't plan and you can't schedule. It happens when the time is right and you'll know it when you see it. It's all in the eyes, which suddenly seem to sparkle like the stars in a clear, midnight sky. If you look closely, you'll see a strange combination of surrender, challenge and fear in those eyes, and if you look too deeply, you'll feel as if you're one step away from plunging off a cliff into deep, mysterious waters.

You feel surrender, challenge and fear, too.

When you see THE LOOK, you know that the woman wants you as much as you want her. She wants you THIS NIGHT and she's ready to give herself entirely to you. The touch of her hand suddenly feels different. She walks more closely with you. A kiss on the sidewalk turns into an embrace and you want to burn with a blue flame from sheer passion. You want to meld with that woman's soul.

You don't have sex after you've seen THE LOOK. You make love, and it feels wonderful. After that first night, you'll never see the same look again, but you'll always remember it. And it will send tingles down your spine.

I haven't seen THE LOOK in a long, long time, and I miss it.