What Manner of Woman are you?

I Would Describe Myself As

There exists something quite cerebral, magnetic and serene about a woman; and it is this `something`,that can be credited with the adoration,admiration and appreciation--of which, my sentiments toward you are compromised. I consider it a privilege to have an opportunity to open communication with you, and I shall await with, at least, a modicum of both angst and anticipation, to better meet your acquaintance. No Ms., it is neither my desire nor intent to ingratiate a path into your existence, via some superficial inundation of your psyche with pseudo-pleasant-yet-trite verbalizations. For I speak the truth, only as I know the truth...subjective, hmmm. With that being said; you have the regards on the outcome.

Sign

Pisces

My Body Type Is

Average

My Height Is

6' 1 (1.85 m)

My Eyes Are

Black

My Ethnicity Is

African American

My Marital Situation Is

Single

I Have Kids

Yes - Not At Home

I Want Kids

No

Body Art

Strategically Placed Tattoo

My Hair Is

Bald

I Have One Or More Of These

Dog, Fish

My Idea Of Fun Is

Fun?

What Do You Look For?

She passed me by - I had no words. Ever have that happen?... You`ve said so
much that you know no matter how rephrased/paraphrased-it`s lost all
meaning...

The breeze was cold, biting and crisp/I felt momentary heat from
her touch [she touched me], it seemed gone as quickly as it was there
[goodbye]. I walked away from her face/her beauty, soft subtle womanly
Beauty…

Hours have passed since this mentally explicit incident/and it feels
as though it never even happened. The event has escaped my mind/at first I
replayed it, felt it...could smell and feel her presence [I could, if I
closed my eyes]…

It has now become memory I replay it in my mind like a
funny sketch from Mad TV...seems unreal, almost like our whole time
together, love...[unreal]or so I say.....

I`ve been studying for days - psychologically tuned out from the world I`m starting to create my own [pseudo-memories] TaPPing into unexplored mental directories to find the sane part of me –

I am dis-connected. It is [liberating] to say the least - while my wheels are turning the world stands still as I a-na-lyze unaware of my gathered knowledge/oblivious to my thoughts [liberating] because I am thinking free-ly, oh so love-ly how no one seems to be able to get in my head…

I feel jaded but somewhat elevated /indifferent but emotional. Classic
clash of inner-emotion. Being human isn`t all it`s cracked up to be. Forced
to accept improper decencies and ignore red flags raised by intuition…

I feel like I`m driving recklessly ignoring all stop signs and flashing yellow
lights. Procrastination = another of the human faults. I`ve fallen prey. I
PRO/crastinate while duties fall behind, they`ve slipped into the background
of my mind as I execute menial duties acting as though they`re non-existent.
I need to acknowledge them....maybe later. Time for bed…