You’ve heard me reference him in numerous posts, carry on about how I wish he’d drop by for tea. Yes, I’ve even stated that I would like to bear his Love child. Now I will tell you why.

The first time I saw Bono was on MTV. The year was 1983, the media was the Sunday Bloody Sunday video Live at Red Rocks. There he was -- all dressed in black from head to toe, strutting majestically with such a charismatic stage presence that I hadn't seen before. Belting out impassioned lyrics and making hoards of teenage girls turn to mush on the spot, while also managing to raise political awareness.

His chiseled jaw line protruded slightly carrying his eager message to the masses putting it all unabashedly on display. His angst and plea while his legs pumped up and down boisterously, defiantly, knee to chest. Gripping the microphone, he sang with such heartfelt emotion and soul. I’ve been infatuated with Bono for 22 years. He’s one of a rare breed who only gets sexier with age.

I’ve seen U2 in concert a couple times at the Actung Baby and Zooropa tours. At every concert Bono takes one lucky girl from the audience, pulls her up on stage and starts slow dancing with her. Really close. Really tight. It was always during “Mysterious Ways” back in the day. I’m not sure if he still does it now. All I know is that I wanted it to be me. I was so freaking jealous, like Dance with me Bono, Dance with me!

Trust me when I say that I’ve seen a lot of concerts. I mean a lot. I have memory albums full of ticket stubs from all the shows I’ve seen. And I can honestly state without hesitation that U2 was hands down the best. It’s hard to put into words, even for me....but Bono's vocals were spine-tingling and you feel like you are the only person in the room and he is just singing to you. He draws you in and makes you feel connected. He really gets the crowd into it on their feet singing along "whoo hoo-ing" and "How Long'ing" throughout. It was absolutely amazing.

If you’ve been reading along here or digging through my “Must Read” archives, then you know that a lot of things remind me of sex. Food. Football, Facials, and others that I haven’t touched on just yet. But to add one to the list today, U2 songs I think are very sensual. They have a definite sexual measure.

Listen for it the next time you hear one. They rise and fall, peak and valley, like the rhythm of an orgasm. They start out soft and milky building to a climactic crescendo. First the heightening and intensifying, an impassioned mid-period of the song wrapped in urgency and desire, building and strengthening. The lyrics and music in unison with the guttural wallop of just the right word at the exact note reaching a breathtaking summit. But he doesn't leave us undone. He knows how to help us come down, slowly bringing us out of the rapture he has invoked. Bono's sexy voice is smooth and delicious, it reminds me of Junior Mints. The kind you want to eat in bed after sex.

Bono is my ultimate male. Singer, poet, activist. He’s passionate, beautiful, fights for things he believes in and inspires others to do the same. All this and somehow he manages to be a Goodwill Ambassador and Rock God at the same time. He continues to put out fresh, innovative, music with moving, penetrating, call-to-action lyrics. And he makes me think of sex everytime I hear a U2 song. Maybe he will read this someday and come slow dance with me.

I Heart Bono.