Back when I was just a young boy , there was an art of seduction it was not just words and hormones , It was feelings you looked in to a woman not at her , you felt what she felt before you ever uttered a word, You used that to fill her heart with the things she needed to hear, you loved her without ever touching her , the idea was to bring her to an emotional climax by the things you said while she looked in to your eyes to see if they were sincere. Today its about sex and right now , its no longer a life time adventure its more like a few hours of instant pleasures and the quick words uttered over and over by millions playing in this game of seduction . None that fill the heart or even leave desires to spend a month together let alone a life time. The ideals of love have changed , so easy to turn on and off like a light bulb and things found in the kitchen , I long for the old days of seduction that kind that was the best part of everyday . Laying the seeds just in hopes of coming home after a long day just to hold that special person for an hour maybe two , the days when brushing a woman’s hair was just a way to be close to breathe her essence in , today its lay down and spread them and on with what ever as soon as you are spent, oh how I long for the days when hearts meant to be one were forever and ever with out any kind of amen . Love the missing link to seduction I want no part of.