dangled over the edge of a dying romance

I don't wanna fall
I don't wanna fly
I don't wanna be dangled over the edge of a dying romance

Matt Alber

Take a song such as “You’d Be So Nice To Come Home To”, and
it’s achingly romantic lyrics:

You’d be so nice to come home to.

You’d be so nice by the fire.

While the breeze on high sang a lullaby

You’d be all that I could desire.

Under stars chilled by the winter,

Under an August moon burning above,

You’d be so nice, you’d be paradise

To come home to and love.

It became an anthem for World War II soldiers about their
girls back home, but how many of them would feel the same if they knew that
Cole Porter’s inspiration for the lyrics came from his relationship with
choreographer Nelson Barclift?

This is one of our most beautiful and important legends.

"Hundreds and hundreds of years ago, there lived two great heroes named Kirk and Spock. They traveled all over the galaxy in the starship Enterprise. Kirk was her captain and Spock was always at his side."

Once and Future, Jungle Kitty, 1998

apparently women can't tell you what they want

All was different with the women. No matter what their self-proclaimed sexual orientation, they showed, on the whole, strong and swift genital arousal when the screen offered men with men, women with women and women with men. They responded objectively much more to the exercising woman than to the strolling man, and their blood flow rose quickly — and markedly, though to a lesser degree than during all the human scenes except the footage of the ambling, strapping man — as they watched the apes. And with the women, especially the straight women, mind and genitals seemed scarcely to belong to the same person. The readings from the plethysmograph and the keypad weren’t in much accord. During shots of lesbian coupling, heterosexual women reported less excitement than their vaginas indicated; watching gay men, they reported a great deal less; and viewing heterosexual intercourse, they reported much more. Among the lesbian volunteers, the two readings converged when women appeared on the screen. But when the films featured only men, the lesbians reported less engagement than the plethysmograph recorded. Whether straight or gay, the women claimed almost no arousal whatsoever while staring at the bonobos.

Geez, even chimpsecks is arousing to women. A fact which we hide from ourselves.
NY Times

Finally saw the trailer on the big screen

I wasn't going to be excited, I really wasn't. But when the first note sounded I caught my breath, and when the Iowa landscape appeared on this HUGE screen, with all the surround-sound goodness, well it had me!
This is like foreplay... I know the progression, I know it is being done deliberately, and I know the "seducer's" (entertainment industry) goals. It's up to me to decide if the pleasure will be worth surrendering myself to it.