How Can You Not Love a Man Who Loves Poetry?

And if there were reading of said poetry out loud?

Mmmm.

You know, every day it’s a wonder how men piss and moan about their near-constant struggles to get laid and yet, and yet, I see very few walking around in well-cut suits reciting poetry.

And yet, isn’t that what won Nora for James, B. for Hov?