Even if a woman achieves seven orgasms in the hands of a skillful lover, does that endeavor in itself mean she is loved well?

Loving a Woman Well, a collection of 16 personal essays, attempts to answer that question. Through introspection coupled with a review of women who have enriched my soul, I now see that a woman is a tree of life, a temple of the sacred and a corner stone in a Divine Trinity.

Loving a Woman Well opens with memories of my sunlike mother and closes with images of my only begotten son taking his first steps to initiate a conversation with a beautiful young girl in a hair salon.

Ultimately, Loving a Woman Well is a song of Thanksgiving to those wonderful human beings who have shared their bodies, their tablespreads, their hearts, their intelligences and their divinities with me.

Even if a woman achieves seven orgasms in the hands of a skillful lover, does that endeavor in itself mean she is loved well?

Loving a Woman Well, a collection of 16 personal essays, attempts to answer that question. Through introspection coupled with a review of women who have enriched my soul, I now see that a woman is a tree of life, a temple of the sacred and a corner stone in a Divine Trinity.

Loving a Woman Well opens with memories of my sunlike mother and closes with images of my only begotten son taking his first steps to initiate a conversation with a beautiful young girl in a hair salon.

Ultimately, Loving a Woman Well is a song of Thanksgiving to those wonderful human beings who have shared their bodies, their tablespreads, their hearts, their intelligences and their divinities with me.

Even if a woman achieves seven orgasms in the hands of a skillful lover, does that endeavor in itself mean she is loved well?

Loving a Woman Well, a collection of 16 personal essays, attempts to answer that question. Through introspection coupled with a review of women who have enriched my soul, I now see that a woman is a tree of life, a temple of the sacred and a corner stone in a Divine Trinity.

Loving a Woman Well opens with memories of my sunlike mother and closes with images of my only begotten son taking his first steps to initiate a conversation with a beautiful young girl in a hair salon.

Ultimately, Loving a Woman Well is a song of Thanksgiving to those wonderful human beings who have shared their bodies, their tablespreads, their hearts, their intelligences and their divinities with me.