One of my driving reasons for starting this blog was as an experiment in finding a new language for expressing my the wonderful feelings that women arouse in me. I'd love to be able to describe a breast with words as beautiful as their object of description.
I find it really hard. I've tried poetry but I don't think I'm a poet and that's not really the point anyway. I want to be able to find a language that anyone, any man can use. It feels like it's out there. When I sit back and think about it, it doesn't sound like a particularly hard thing to do. There's an object. Describe it. In fact, I think that's the secret. Maybe I should practice on things that don't have so many values attached to them. Perhaps I could try describing the empty chair at the table next to me. Then I could move on to eyes, ears, noses and faces. If I can describe these things I should be able to describe breasts. But even as I wrote that last sentence, I could feel my hear rate increase. Just a bit, but noticeable.
Maybe I will try describing eyes, faces and hair for a while, just to remind myself of the tone I use to write about them. Maybe from this, I'll find a voice appropriate to describing breasts. Let's see.
