I'm The Penultimate Woman
Kidding! I'm not interested in second best.
A poet? You'll know I'm keen for you when I feverishly pen what might, conceivably, maybe, resemble poetry.
I want to partner; what about you, partner?
A quintessential mix of fragile and strong
Would we get along?
Perhaps, if you are secularist/scientific…
'cause I'm non-theist...mon dieu!
if you are emotionally and physically affectionate,
if you are accountable for all parts of yourself,
if you prefer questions over conclusions.
if you are exceedingly kind.
if you are funny and love to laugh, a lot.
if you want one woman to love, completely.
I could go on.
I’m a sweet, simple-minded girl. Take the following as case in point:
I may not know
All I can be
But I do know
Are you able to take the wheel? I need a brake.
Chain, chain, chains... naw
Ramp to Hell or High Water
Drive on the Correct Side of Everything
Calling all non-policing men. Approach the vehicle and write your own ticket.
Or, we could have a no-pressure first date:
Take the road that stretches out before you. You know the way; you drew the map. They'll be the winding ways and the climb up hill, and down, and then see the smooth stretch before you, the S-curve, the u-turn, your choice but try to avoid the dead-end, and you go further, you simply continue because you remember you can keep going if only you keep going, so you do, keep going, and it'll take as long as it takes, and you'll know you are exactly where you want to be, you can see the horizon, the expanse of endless sky and you, you, ah, you, wait I'll remember, just a sec, got it, yes, this is where you park it. I'll meet you there. Then, we'll switch metaphors and fly to the moon.
Or coffee would be good...
Okay, how about these testimonials*
Pretty, attractive, sexy, cool and mysterious
Something so elegantly sensual about you.
Clever and edgy!
Reading your profile was more like spending a weekend with you.
The coolest woman on this site.
Self-admiring obscurantism! (so you say)
*The above are about a profile, not a person, and were written by some loser named Madison Avenue.
"Pedestal Rap Trap"
I don't wanna be no angel!
That, would be fatal!
Wings are for Birds to fly free
Like an angel could never be.
Alas, again, a ditty
Maybe we match up spiritually.
I used to believe in reincarnation, and that was before climate change.
I revere Reverend Billy and the Church of Stop Shopping.
I traveled with the full-night transit of the Southern Cross, from a beach on Lizard Island, Great Barrier Reef, 1987.
I bear the pattern of Orion's Belt on my stomach, naturally inscribed, I think when I unrolled sometime very early on, proof positive I'm made of stardust.
To continue (more's the pity), you might be interested to know I once got a
Compliment from a MAN!
He said, "Wouldn't ----- be a really FUN wife!"
and I would say this about marriage: I believe in the possibility. How about you?
Now, what to do while searching for the haystack needle?
which reminds me of the slim volume of poetry I once wrote entitled, "Five Years In Bed With The Same Woman".