Well,, unlike many guys on here, I dont have any pets to cuddle, fish to hold,,motorbikes to lean against and I dont have any topless pictures:)
I used to have a motorbike, but after coming off a couple of times, I decided that was Gods way of telling me to get four wheels.
I have been known to throw a tent in the back of my car and go around Europe camping, but I am strictly a warm weather canvas type of guy.
I am not sure I am unique, but I have been called a funny onion.....is that a compliment?
I am a man who likes to kiss slowly, forgive quickly, laugh easily, love tenderly and embrace all that life has to offer.
I enjoy reading, mostly thrillers by people like lee Childs, John Grisham and the like. I am not a great TV watching, mostly because I cant stand soaps but also because I live in a valley and the choice of channels is very limited, still at least it revives the art of conversation:) I can loose myself in a book,but can also loose myself looking into the eys of someone special. I enjoy going to the cinema, but its much nicer to go with another person and discuss the film after, maybe even explain the plot:)
My favourite drink is grey goose and coke, but I also like a nice wine if the company and occasion calls for it and my nights can range from tearing up the dance floor, going to the cinema,star gazing or cuddled up watching a movie.
My taste in music also changes and spans most types except opera, jazz and house. I like singers and songs that tell a story or have a beat I can shuffle my feet to, so it ranges from Motown, to blues,ballads to modern to northen soul and rock and roll.
I cant be described in a page or even ten pages on a dating site. I am a mixture of my past and my present, I have hopes and dreams and memories and they help make me what I am, perhaps in time, someone reading this will help make me something else. As Proust said "we are different people with different people"
What word decribes me??? Hopefull,lol ”It’s impossible” said pride. “It’s risky” said experience. “It’s pointless” said reason. “Give it a try” whispered the heart
Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won't either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.