/ and i think i love him / i love him just like i raised him /
when he call me mama / lil mama / i call him baby /
life is bearing and being children. there is one true love on this planet, and that is between parent and child. every other love is based on this template. even spiritual love is described in familial terms. whether you believe in Our Father, or Mother Earth, you are soothed by being a child of some-One. it makes sense that romantic love would incorporate this idea as well.
i have been happiest with men that display their childlike qualities shamelessly. outwardly, it's a sense of fun and goofiness, but behind the door, he is vulnerable and sweet. i hear all of his secrets and my heart breaks if it seems he hasn't been loved enough. i want to protect him. i want to soothe him, not save him. i mother him quite literally by giving blankets and toys. i hold him if he cries, and love him when he laughs. i offer advice on anything from first-aid to changing careers. i disapprove when he is too drunk, but always bring remedies the next day. i might be the only one to support him without limit.
a man is sexy when he shows his paternal side to me. he draws emotional boundaries without creating barriers. he is serious and sensible with his money, politics, and morals. he protects me, either by "looking out" for me or showing jealousy. he loves his babies, or if he has none, he is happy when he "gets" to hold one. he works hard and earns respect. he believes in me and wants me to believe it, too.
the best thing about parenting each other is that we get to be kids together.
when he call me mama / lil mama / i call him baby /
life is bearing and being children. there is one true love on this planet, and that is between parent and child. every other love is based on this template. even spiritual love is described in familial terms. whether you believe in Our Father, or Mother Earth, you are soothed by being a child of some-One. it makes sense that romantic love would incorporate this idea as well.
i have been happiest with men that display their childlike qualities shamelessly. outwardly, it's a sense of fun and goofiness, but behind the door, he is vulnerable and sweet. i hear all of his secrets and my heart breaks if it seems he hasn't been loved enough. i want to protect him. i want to soothe him, not save him. i mother him quite literally by giving blankets and toys. i hold him if he cries, and love him when he laughs. i offer advice on anything from first-aid to changing careers. i disapprove when he is too drunk, but always bring remedies the next day. i might be the only one to support him without limit.
a man is sexy when he shows his paternal side to me. he draws emotional boundaries without creating barriers. he is serious and sensible with his money, politics, and morals. he protects me, either by "looking out" for me or showing jealousy. he loves his babies, or if he has none, he is happy when he "gets" to hold one. he works hard and earns respect. he believes in me and wants me to believe it, too.
the best thing about parenting each other is that we get to be kids together.
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