I have some wonderful butch friends that have that natural way of showing they care by walking you to your car, letting you pick where to sit, ordering for you, or having you order first, all really kind actions that are quite meaningful.

Experiencing at the weekend for the first time, for me, chatting with butches at some length. That ... fundamental something about their personalities that is different to us more femmey types. Oh, my libido hasn't changed, I still find a very wide variety of women sexy, but I'd only had much interaction with femmes and andros/tomboys before. The way they somehow clocked so rapidly that I wasn't butch (despite my size and tomboyish appearance) and behaved toward me in a way that gave me tingles. Butches, oohh.. definitely a bit like encountering spicy brown sauce for the first time when you'd only ever experienced ketchup and mayonnaise before! Yummmy!

Brilliant comparison Esme,

And my particular favorite......

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Hym in those black tomboiX shorts.. SwoooooOonnn

Swoons From Nature
 

Nature gave me three great, big, swoon-ons this past month.

It just turned dark on July 4th, when all of a sudden, right near me, the loudest thunderclap happened. The ground shook, and I almost had an immediate bowel movement. Then, Mother Nature proceeded to put on one of the most awesome lightening and thunderstorms I've ever seen. Power was out until 4am, but the swoon-on was worth it.

I was standing on a high dune gazing at the low-flying cumulus clouds, when I noticed a big cloud break off of a huge one, and fly low directly towards me. I don't know why, but the closer it came towards me, the more I swooned. When it glided over me I could almost reach up and touch it.

I was standing on a nature path in the dark woods late last night, when suddenly a big buck ran real close past me on the path, full speed ahead..-Swoooon.

"We will ALWAYS have time for 'whatnot'."

SwooOOOooOOOoooon!

Every lazy morning we get to spend together...when it’s time...she whips back the covers, leans in to kiss my forehead, then whispers...“Don’t let anyone take my spot” (as if we’re in a room full of people) and off she goes to the kitchen to make coffee. Then...back to bed with two warm mugs and another kiss. Of course, I keep her spot nice and warm while she’s away.

That’s my baby. Swoon, for sure. :heartbeat:

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I never really considered myself the swoon type. But let me say THAT has all changed.

Her smile right before she laughs.... swoooooooooooooooon!!! :bunchflowers:

The chivalry of being walked to my door every night.

The smile that I know will be there when she reads this.

The little secrets we share.

The anticipation.

When she offered to take care of me when I was not feeling well. .. and when we are on the phone and she is putting her makeup on.. and she is telling me what she is doing.....SWoooOoOOOooooOOOOn.

I will be swooning even more when I see it in person.

Emotional strength, wit, charm, good boundaries, kindness and time for me....SWoooOoOOOooooOOOOn.




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Intelligence, a lightness of spirit balanced by a gravity which doesn't weigh down, but rather affords an upright posture, encouragement and suggestions which are actually insightful and helpful. SwoOoOoOoOn


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A femme with a beautiful smile gets me every time!

When she pays attention to the "details" and has the ability to surprise me.

Swooning to the next level. ;)

Swooooon...?
 

Eye contact.
Manners.
Attitude.
Confidence.
An open collared shirt.
Light musky cologne.
A long, knowing stare from across a room.