Still 21 after all these years...ever young, playful and adventuresome, I thrive on passion, compassion, empathy and paradox... always willing to be a solid and loyal friend through both smooth sailing or rough waters, a do-gooder and wanna-be poet. Usually laid back, sometimes intense, naturally self-assured, I am attentive, easy and comfortable, kind-hearted, stable, reliable and a calming influence (the type of person you want around in any emergency), never overbearing or judgmental.
As for the reason we're all on this site, there's no telling how things may develop between a man and a woman... open communication, common interests and physical attraction may just chemically interact to spark friendship and a romantic relationship. If so, on the intimate side, I love to love and be loved, to gently touch and be touched. Your satisfaction and happiness will matter to me more than my own, as it should be. I remain vital and energetic, open-minded and patient, caressing and considerate, respectful, confident, yet humble in your presence. Hardly submissive, I nonetheless take instruction well. Lovemaking is as much about what happens before and after. "O lente lente currite noctis equi." Run slowly, you horses of the night, for magic draws power between dusk and dawn. I will do my best to take your breath away, and you take mine. As for sex, I'll admit to being more of a marathon runner rather than a sprinter, though both can be good for the sake of variety. Having enough free time to savor and enjoy life's pleasures should be important to us both, and coming away exhilarated and exhausted from an occasional long lost weekend, in my opinion, can be an excellent adventure.
Okay, so I'm a writer... who likes writing... a lot, and though this essay may be a bit wordy, it could be worse... considering that my profession at times involves writing volumes. I'm like my dog, who carries around a tennis ball as if a handshake, clearly exhibiting to the world that she will not bite and means no harm. (How could she be anything but loving and well meaning when so earnestly focused on a mouthful of yellow fuzz, right)? Please accept this composition in the same light, as my authentic expression of goodwill, long-winded as it may be, but written with full intent to be forthright and revealing.
In person I am a good listener, non-judgmental... a basic, solid, low-maintenance quiet guy, a soft-spoken Sam Spade who once served as a front-line diplomatic officer negotiating for peace, sometimes while under hostile fire. A proverbial lumberjack who believes that a man should be a man even when alone in the woods, I'm a regular Joe and humbly prefer to be in the company of casual and easygoing people. I'm emotionally available and enjoy a very positive dynamic with all three of my accepting and supportive kids, though my nest for the moment has sadly emptied. A nurturer by nature and champion of independent thought and action, I encourage all to pursue their dreams and ambitions. I strive to never make empty promises or false declarations, and will say up front that I'm here in search of friendship and romantic involvement, and will always remain open to investing my body, mind, heart and soul in a positive relationship with lifelong potential. (My history confirms my capacity to commit for the long term, emphasizing that between adults a relationship can only be proved true one day at a time). I am not a player, but do believe that sex, as an expression of sincere caring, intimacy and love, can definitely be a mentally, emotionally, spiritually and physically healthy experience, one that should be revisited regularly. Though neither needy nor clingy, I eagerly offer to serve as a steadfast, faithful and honest keeper of your trust who strongly believes in open communication. On the other hand, being neither possessive or controlling, I will never try to dictate what's right or wrong for you. So, with that now out of the way, here's the rest... (and I'll be very impressed if you read this manifesto all the way through).
Armed with a wry, ironic sense of humor, you can sometimes catch me humming a tune or singing outright (especially on a long drive), just because. With my two daughters in their 20's and on their own (more or less), and with my youngest spending this school year overseas with his mother, I've become an unwitting empty-nester, enjoying lots of free time. Being equally at ease with good conversation as with trusting silence, it may also be important to note, as one who believes that laughter cures most ills, that I will do my best to give you cause to chuckle at least a few times a day, and to guffaw out loud at least once or twice during that same period. My stories tend to be humorous (except for the following example, which is more earnest than happy).
In boot camp many years ago, staying conscious on three broken hours of sleep a night and otherwise slogging up and down soft, deep, exhausting dunes all the days with an M4A1 and full packs strapped to our backs, with muffled shouts and grenade explosions from the training grounds reverberating through our helmets in a personal, sweaty and isolating hell-cave surrounding our overwhelmed brains (and it was a harder time than any front line I’d been to since)… out of nowhere one evening they brought an entertainer to the base, perhaps to remind us what humanity once felt like… a young singer more or less our age, with shoulder-length sandy hair, and as she sang we each instinctively raised our rifles to a two-hand overhead position as if crossing a river to a better bank, and our arms swayed to the music whether it be good or mediocre and it was all good for that one hour, and I fell in love for that one hour with the feminine form of a young woman whose face I could barely see on the makeshift stage through a squint from the blackened dirt-mixed granular sweat now caked since morning to my brow where earlier it stung my eyes in the midday heat, but not then in the cooling night breeze for that one hour... and at that moment it was all the love I needed, and that’s how I am to this day, thankful for whatever measure of happiness, security and inspiration we may offer each other, as fleeting as it may be, grateful and giddy for her goodwill, for she surely didn't need to be there, nor did anyone force me to take this path of duty on which we met. And so it stands that love, passion, compassion, loyalty and taking responsibility for consciously made choices, remain my constant life theme.
In conclusion, with all due respect for noble intentions, ya gotta have fun in life. No human can guarantee a happily ever after as in the fairy tales, but even if... you can only get there one day at a time. It seems good advice to do everything possible to enjoy the moment. Carpe Diem!
I very much respect and will likely be smitten by any woman who takes the first step and initiates communication (especially considering that it's you, not I the guy, who really makes the decisions, even though we men fool ourselves into believing otherwise). As for our first date... coffee, dinner, good company, some laughs, a moonlit walk on the waterfront... any and all of the above could be wonderful as long as it's comfortable, relaxed and gives us a chance to focus on getting to know each other. Please NOTE: if we express interest in each other I will almost immediately ask to talk or meet, as my intent will always be to remain proactive, and there's little sense in prolonging the correspondence to the extent that it will likely end up being a pen-pal thing, for which I have absolutely no desire. We're on this site to date, face-to-face, yes?