English vocabulary does not have---at least to my knowledge---
some singular word that designates firm softness or soft firmness.
"Some examples," please, "of what it is like," someone asks. It is
not like steel girders, unsculpted stones, or corporate employment---
although nothing is inherently wrong with those items; it is
not like old prudes' inhibitions or haters' frenzied prejudices,
although nothing is inherently or finally right with those fooleries. It is,
rather, like the structure of a succulent peach; or the
welcoming embrace of a visitor come to comfort us; or the
beauty of your feet, sheathed in semisheer blue socks (after
you have removed your shoes with a sigh of relief); or your
aroused tumescence (after you have removed all your clothes
exceot your socks), and the unspoken invitation it presents; that
shapely lavender bulb, blossoming upon its raised, veiny stem
(pulsating in response to your heart's accelerated rhythms), with a
glistening droplet of sweetness (fragrance and flavor explicit) as the
implicit promise of more, in seven surging streaks, to come.
Starward