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Night-0wl
 
Relationship Type: Marriage Minded
Any Children: No
Future Children: No
Profile Region: 23
Live in: Houston, TX,
Member Gender: Male
Member ID: 23638
Age: 51
Occupation: Salesman / Writer
Ethnicity: White
Religion: Christian
Height: 5' 8"
Weight: 170
Eyes: Green
Hair: Brown
Marital Status: Divorced
Education Level: College
Smoke: Yes, I smoke
Drink: Yes, socially
Recent Activity:
Seeking: Female
Poet seeking the impossible: An intelligent fit and childfree female, preferably an avid reader, who doesn't need to be constantly entertained and sees more in a man than just his wallet. THE LADY OF MY DREAMS II -- I see my lady most every night, She waits in the solace of dreams, I believe she is real, by the love that I feel, and her knowledge of me, so it seems. -- She knows my heart, she knows my soul, and always has the right things to say. In silence our words, intimately heard, have meanings so deep none can pray. -- I watch her sometimes nestled beside me, cloaked in the darkness of night, Apart but a part, observing yet serving, and seeing far beyond her own sight. -- She discovers the cosmos in a spider's web, and herself in a telescope of stars, her universe within, is where she begins, but her visions are those from afar. -- We spend the nights in tender embrace, our spirits joining as one, enpassioned fire, fueled by desire, in sensual delights begun. -- I long to hold her forever in my arms, but she vanishes in the first light of dawn. I try hold fast, to her image, but alas, I open my eyes and she's gone. -- Oh, where is the lady I yearn for my soul, whose beauty's unmatched, so it seems, should I believe? or am I decieved? by the lady I love in my dreams. -- P. Trenton ©1982