Men look,
\nwomen see.
\nMen make roads,
\nwomen make villages.
\nMen learn who they are,
\nwomen know who they are.
\nSo a woman asked me,
\nwhat do men like?
\nWomen are seldom sure.
\nMen recognize their likes
\nand dislikes.
\nMen need what they desire.
\nWomen choose for more reasons
\nthan desire.
\nA man will sleep on his full stomach.
\nA woman will review what she ate.<\/p>\n
These things do not explain
\nthe workings of the universe.
\nNor does it establish
\none thing over another.
\nWe are barely able
\nto open the locket of ourselves.
\nIt is strange not to know
\nwho you are.
\nSimply that women will watch a play
\nand men will act in it.
\nA man will keep your soul,
\na woman will keep your child.
\nIn all of this is love.
\nIn all of this is tears.
\nSo tell me what love is for?
\nWhere the sun goes down,
\nis not where the sun will rise.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Men look, women see. Men make roads, women make villages. Men learn who they are, women know who they are. So a woman asked me,…<\/p>\n