Men

I like men tall and soft

I like them real and unfiltered

I like a scar I can trace with my tongue

Stretchmarks I can finger like a road map

Their body telling me their story

I like men who are strong

I like to feel dainty and small

I like muscles hidden under a layer of life

Revealing themselves when used

I like men with eyes that crinkle when they smile

I like lines that appear when they laugh

I like brows that furrow with confusion

Every expression etched onto their face

I like men uncurated

I like the smattering of hair across their bodies

I like to burrow in their armpits as if it’s home

Whispering thank yous into their skin

I like men

But women?

Fuck,

I love women.