We have to be careful with that word, though, as it can imply a of bullshit sexual things: raw innocence is in no way tied to ignorance or sexual repression. It is a state of mind, a state of being, and a kind of stubborness against the cruelties of reality. It is not virginity.

Wow I really mustn't have done enough reading. I didn't even consider any other meaning to the word innocence other than that most beautiful state of mind.

I get around a little girl I'm attracted to and it's literally hard for me to breathe. The world is a rainbow and I'm entirely at her mercy. (Which seriously fucks me up because otherwise I'm a "tough guy" that doesn't feel shit.)

I know exactly what you mean. As soon as B comes towards me, my pulse starts to race and (well how can you put this the right way) my groin begin to stir. The feeling I have is one of 100% besottedness. And yes, just as you said, I am completly at her mercy. I would walk over hot coals for her if she wanted to. (Much to her parents amusement.)

Aesthetically, I'm most attracted to their faces: their slender cheeks and chins, their glossy button noses, their precious pouting lips, their bright wet eyes--you get the idea.

Physically, I'm most attracted to their torsos (doh!), legs, shoulders, and, of course, butts. I guess I like it all. :D

Looking back at my post, I totally overlooked any physical attractions. I think I was still on a high from the day.

For me it is: the eyes, cheeks, nose and of course smile. Those beautiful lips and deep eyes (I think you summed it up perfectly).