Do u kno tha difference?

An article written very well by one of my favorite rappers, Wale.

"The art of making love seems like a pastime, whereas f*cking, has become this
generation’s making-out. I think men pursue it a bit more aggressively then
women — after clubs, after school, etc. I personally enjoy the occasional
quickie but never OD. Too much sex can be counterproductive, and truthfully, I’m
pursuing monogamy — even if it is pessimistically searching. Sexing, in my
humble opinion, has nothing to do with feelings or physical attraction for that
matter. I think a woman can be sexy but not cute or bun-able (aka “wifeable” in
DC terminology). These women are the ones who get me thinking ‘bout pulling
their hair back and moving some furniture, but nothing more then a 15-minute —
25 if there’s some VSOP nearby. There is no passion, no strings attached. There
may be welts and bruises.

It’s essentially a sexual spar between two
vigorous opponents — with no losers. Henney with no chase. No Jodeci. No
kissing. Get your clothes and leave when it’s over. Please don’t sleep next to
me. Please don’t call me for 24 hrs… and we can do this again.
But don’t
assume I haven’t been on the receiving end. I’ve even mistaken a f*ck for a love
session before. Not fun. Making love is simply put: poetry in motion. Stroke her
to the beat of her favorite song. Strawberries, Champagne, a bubble bath, eye
contact. Hearing her heart beat while slowly handling business.

The
aftermath of lovemaking is almost as important as the actual act. Gazing at the
ceiling until we doze off. Running fingers through hair. Her playing with the
dreads, ears, or whatever she deems necessary after the act. Sometimes a female
needs to be reminded that there are feelings behind the sex. And to never be
confused with sexing.

Making love, in my opinion is what makes the world
go round. The toughest dude, the most cold hearted gold-digger — they all have
that thing. Even if it’s buried in a dark place. I believe the art of making
love (when it ACTUALLY is LOVE… MUTUALLY) is like an exercise of the soul. It’s
like massaging the deepest feeling you could have for someone.
Long story
short; if we are just screwing, don’t call unless you are making an appointment
and when we are done, don’t wait around for breakfast. CIAO! "


Source:Honey Magazine