How Do I Love Thee? Like A Woman, Or Like A Man

Men and women love differently.

I don’t mean they feel differently when in love. The emotional flavor of love feels I’d imagine the same for men and women. A sizzling of the neurons, a swelling of the thorax, a stinging of the loins. The heart palpates for anticipated meetings.

I mean what’s different is what causes love to erupt in men and women.

A man’s nice body and face can arouse a woman, but it’s not the source of her love for him. His physical features are fuel for a few weeks twixt the sheets. A woman’s deep, true, sensual love is triggered instead by a man’s attitude, his charisma, his dominance, his SELF-POSSESSION. When she idly daydreams of him, it’s that smirky sparkle and the way he speaks to her that flutters her labial shutters.

A man’s love can and often is triggered almost entirely by a woman’s body and face. Love at first sight is a timeless trope passed along by generations of romantic men because it is men who are wont to fall deeply in love with a woman merely at the sight of her exquisite beauty and banging body. Women often don’t understand this about men, and as such women will project their own love triggers onto men, and wonder, befuddled, how it is a man can fall in love with a woman after a few minutes visually soaking her up. This explains why attractive women have the bad habit of castigating easily smitten men as “creeps”, because filtered through a woman’s evolved sensibility it *is* creepy to fall in love with a man simply by looking at him and not delving more rigorously into his anima. Women don’t drink from the same love potion, and so, being the solipsistic sex, women assume the love potion form which men drink is a toxic brew.

Of course, men also fall MORE deeply in love with a beautiful woman if she also has a feminine disposition and shares traits and values with him (#1: she gets his humor). This is the kind of cementing love that is familiar to women, who operate near or at this level from the first date, always with a mind and a heart toward a stronger connection than that which is obtained via visual inspection.

I sometimes suspect that on the basis of their primal lust coupled with their yearning romanticism, men love more powerfully than most women, but a few women who have had the pleasure to submit to a dominant alpha male will love more powerfully than anything in the universe, even stronger than a mother’s love for child.