William Shakespeare

what is sex?

What is sex? 'Tis a question asked by many and answered by few. A dance of passion and pleasure, a show of love and desire, a game of give and take, a joining of two hearts in a single beat. 'Tis a thing of magic and mystery, a secret shared between two, a union of souls and bodies, a joining of souls and minds. 'Tis a thing of beauty and joy, a thing of pleasure and pain, a thing of excitement and fear, a thing of pleasure and danger. 'Tis a thing of exploration and discovery, a thing of exploration and delight, a thing of exploration and surprise, a thing of exploration and adventure. 'Tis a thing of passion and emotion, a thing of pleasure and pain, a thing of joy and sorrow, a thing of growth and learning. 'Tis a thing of beauty and pleasure, a thing of laughter and tears, a thing of love and lust, a thing of mystery and surprise. 'Tis a thing of life and death, a thing of joy and pain, a thing of pleasure and fear, a thing of hope and faith. 'Tis a thing of beauty and pleasure, a thing of joy and sorrow, a thing of love and lust, a thing of exploration and discovery, a thing of life and death, a thing of hope and faith. And so I say, what is sex? 'Tis a thing of beauty and pleasure, a thing of joy and sorrow, a thing of love and lust, a thing of exploration and discovery, a thing of life and death, a thing of hope and faith, a thing of beauty and pleasure, a thing of laughter and tears, a thing of passion and emotion, a thing of pleasure and pain, a thing of joy and sorrow, a thing of growth and learning, a thing of passion and pleasure, a thing of love and desire, a thing of give and take, a joining of two hearts in a single beat. 'Tis a thing of beauty, a thing of pleasure, a thing of joy, a thing of mystery, a thing of exploration, a thing of life, a thing of love, a thing of hope, and a thing of faith.