It is a tough question. Being male and a stumbling, (neu)erotic writer may qualify me to give some insight, but I am no expert. It is like asking a bank robber his opinion on bank security.
The first problem is in the question. Men and the word “sensuality” go together like fish scales and ice cream. Honestly using the term “sensuality” to describe my sensuality makes me squirm. Still I tried my best to answer the question. What follows below is what I came up with. The blogger who asked probably now has more questions than answers. Like I said, I am no bank robber. Leave some feedback if you are not in a hurry.
What is men sensuality?
Men sensuality has it’s own language, even a man doesn’t understand.
It is a rose that does not have enough sun to bloom.
It broods and sulks.
It is wasted dreams
or “a longing,” as an artist would call it.
Men sensuality is the splintered edge of plywood.
It doesn’t make sense.
It is all wrong.
Sensuality is wanting each time to be like the first time.
Fresh tracks in snow.
Sensuality is pretending everything is ok,
though you have the rage of angels.
You say sensuality is about sex.
I say an eagle roughly puling the guts out of a fish knows nothing.
Sensuality is like this.
It has nothing to do with sex.
You say sensuality is about slithering, hard, hot sex.
I say sensuality is about how someone’s eyes
can go down through your normal way of being.
You say sensuality is about exact measure, exact pressure, exact and controlled passion.
I say sensuality comes in like a burning house that traps the people who live there.
You say sensuality is planned sexual intent.
I say sensuality shines like gold in an eagles mouth- it is capable of anything.
Please visit http://azureboone.wordpress.com/2012/06/22/being-sensual/ where the original question on men sensuality came up.