3/31/2015 :Three Weeks into living in the Rose city and I LOVE it here! Portland is just plain magical....
Who am I? That is a good question, a damn good question, one that many men and women have tried to answer since we crawled out of the primordial muck, looked into the heavens and saw the cold dead stars and screamed, "Why am I here!!!"
I believe that I can be described as somewhat foolish, heroic, warm, loving, charming, rouge-like, helpful, noble, fun-loving, magical, ordinary, serious, childlike, and wishful, a dreamer, a poet, an actor, a fighter and a lover; I am the living paradox of being a silver-tongued devil, as well as a stuttering schoolboy. I’m a rare catch, I am understanding and have full visiting rights with my emotions, but I am also stable and look to the future but live in the present. I like to treat women well and don’t think princess means high maintenance. I think princess is just the first step to being my Queen of hearts. (I am also apparently very cheesy..sigh)
I am something of an anachronism; I still believe that a man should hold open a door for women, and god forbid pull her chair out for her. I feel romance and life should never be ordinary, that it is ok to bringing flowers "just because"
I want my girlfriend to "doubt the stars are fire, never doubt my hearts desire..."
Yet I understand where woman have come from, and I would never want to take away their rights or feelings. It was a long road to suffragette city and a strong man stands by his lady’s’ values and decisions.
I love creative women, in all forms; artists or musicians or actresses, or even a librarian with a wild and creative spirit. I'm looking for that girl, who is a refined lady; someone who understands that manners are not a lost art.
A woman who understands the power of words and deeds, she understands that nothing is trivial and little gestures can take your breath away; A woman who laughs easily and that understands wit and sarcasm and can respond in kind.
My romantic equal/partner will understand the appeal of Halloween and dressing up for the Renaissance fest.
I think she would be wonderful if she appreciates the little things like the fact that when we are out together, no other women exists, I would never do her the dishonor of looking over her shoulder for something better, and she would do the same for me. She will bask in the knowledge that I will know when she changes her hair, I can be a shoulder to cry on, and I will always know how candlelight reflects in her eyes. That it’s ok to spend time in silence with each other or that she can go out and have a girl’s night, I respect her space.
Yet I want a girl who will play video/board games and cry at movies with me, a girl who dreams of finding that other half, some who will slow dance to no music with me and not care what other people say about us. I am looking for a rare and magical person. Who is right for me.
In the end most people are afraid of happiness, and if you’re afraid to make that connection and be happy, keep looking elsewhere. So any old souls and dreamers, I'm looking for you.
“There is no instinct like that of the heart.
~ Lord Byron