My husband’s eyes are blue. They’re mesmerizing. They can stop me cold in my steps when they connect with mine. But the most stimulating feature of Webby’s eyes is they hold me in high regard. I especially love that his eyes are those of fidelity. His eyes have looked upon no one else as they have me. He has chosen to preserve and honor our marital intimacy. His eyes reveal that he compares me to no one else.
Those qualities in a husband are rewarding. It extracts the fear of comparison, which is empowering to a woman. It eliminates competition, thereby dispelling inhibitions. It encourages frequent intimacy and heightens sexual pleasure.
There is a beauty in fidelity. The eyes have it. They hold the story of faithfulness. Look into your husband’s eyes. Look deep. Look long. Look with anticipation of trust. Look for his affirmation of love for only you. When you see it, cherish it. The eyes of fidelity are rare indeed.