As Kahlil Gibran used to say, let there be spaces in your togetherness.

It should be said that Buddhist monks were often taught to meditate on the disgusting aspects of the female form, including the pus and crap filled bag of innards, skull, bones, and other revoltingnesses.   It is not recorded whether this ever worked (many of the monks I ever spent monastery time with were incredibly randy alcoholics, but there you go).

yours,

Peter T.