I adore the female form. As our friend Henrich Heine said in his poem "Unvolkommenheit" from the Lazarus collection: 'Nichts ist vollkommen auf dieser Welt'. (Nothing in this world is perfect)
That said, I don't know that I've ever seen anyone with an absolutely perfect form. (Well, there was Arnold) Nor do I care to really. I think some things imperfections are what make them beautiful. "Der Rose ist der Stachel beigessellt. Ich glaube gar, die lieben holden Engel im Himmel droben sind nicht ohne Mangel."
I particularly like noses, women's noses. Prominent noses.
I have two favorites. One is like that posessed by her most beautiful self, Marilu Henner. A little bump right in the middle of the ridge.
The other favorite is a short nose that turns up slightly at the end. Like this one:
I like to run a finger over the bridge. There are a couple of women aside from my spouse who indulge me in this from time to time. Usually when I've had a bit too much to drink. It's not an erotic thing for me, I sometimes just have to touch.
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