meteoreater:

If you so readily desire a man to lay into you, ma’am, whether with sex or love or both, stop looking for him in the muscle-bound and square-jawed. These men aren’t ready yet. Yes, they sure do look fine with their smooth faces and sharp angles and locked-in careers, but their love and love-making is stale and copied from books, movies, porn.

Real, appreciative, sincere, toe-curling love comes from men with 50, 60, 70, 80 hour work weeks. Men with bad posture, five day beards, hair on their chests. Men who stare through, into you. Men with addictions, debts, guilt. Men who hold all their weight under their eyes, all their stress in their shoulders, all their hatred in an empty beer bottle in the back of the freezer. Men who reek when they get home from work. Men who forget to put on deodorant, but remember their daughter’s birthday. Men with crooked noses and missing fingers and almost-permanent scowls. Men who haven’t really had a good night’s sleep in ten years. Who drink and yell and vomit. Men that might forget your name, but never your feel. Men with scars on their knuckles, knees, fingertips, backs. Men with no food, but entire refrigerators of beer, shelves of liquor. The burdened, stained, broken, used, tired, poor, hard men who deny themselves the privilege to rest. The men who ignore the “recommended dosage” and avoid doctors, dentists, and police. Silent men. Think tanks and poets, dock workers and revolutionaries, good fathers that are refused visitation. Blood donors who don’t accept the free t-shirt. Men that made love to forty women in two years and meant it with every one of them. Doubters and nonbelievers. Yard dogs, Tom cats, strays, constant failures. Men that beg for God’s help and never get it. Men with books and books of phone numbers but no one to call when they get desperate. Men with empty gas tanks, empty bank accounts, empty stomachs.

Real love comes from men that are built from bricks not because they work out, but because they work hard just to be alive. Men that see love for the opportunity that it is. Men that earned the right to be called such.

This.

(Source: themountainking)