All, we men, can do is look in awe and wish we could be privy to the fantasy. To understand that which can create such excitement in a woman. It is an age-old secret that only few have had the pleasure to enjoy. The secret that is unexplainable in words. “Love” comes close and yet just doesn’t quite do it. Her freedom to be vulnerable. The total comfort to let herself go without inhibition and in complete safety. To feel as if she is one with her surroundings. To let the moment of ecstasy transport her. A short journey it may be, yet as far away from earth as the farthest star. And then the calm after the fury. Soft silence comes upon her and all who are privy to observe in awe.