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Quick flings
with meaningless women
have meaningless memories
of meaningless sex

perhaps
I expect too much

do I want more in a woman
than any person can be?

I talk often about
how I am just a man

but will I accept
just a woman?

Things I desire in a woman

intelligence and wit
I need to love her mind
whether we fuck or make love
which ever we choose at the time
there must be that mental connection
and when
from time to time
I need to be adjusted
taken down a peg or two
she does it with humor and kindness

ambition and loyalty
the desire to become
more than we are today
to learn
to experience
to acquire all manner of perceptions
yet remain true to ourselves
devoted to understanding
and exploration

class and style
this is a delicate thing
I want someone
who is as comfortable
bathing naked in the woods
sleeping under nothing but stars
as they are
dressed to the nines
at a symphony or opera

I don't care if she can dance
only that she is willing to...

a woman
who can be my queen
my mistress,
my whore,
my muse,
and expects me to be nothing less to her.

What can I offer
to such a woman?

never will she doubt
my affections

I will lust after her
as a young man lusts
for all of my days

to never feel ashamed
for her faults and foibles
that which give us all our humanity

she will never touch a door
nor light a cigarette
unless it is her wish

of course
then there are perks

I am an excellent and frequent masseur
a delightful cook
a charming conversationalist
a mischievous rogue

I will stop there
as you all know far more
than I wish to repeat
of my various attributes
both good and bad

What I ask you

is this

Do I ask too much?

Comments

[witsbeginning.livejournal.com]

none of these seem in the least to grand of a thing to ask. i for one have extrememly high standards that when boiled down are really small unnoticeables that mean so much.

yes, you can start with the basics, looks, intelligence, blah blah blah.....but what really matters when you accept someone totally & unconditionally are the idiosyncrisies you can't live without: the way she eats her meal, catching your eye across a crowded room & at that moment you know she is ready to ravage your body in the privacy of closed doors, the tone & expression of her sneezes, the smell of the shampoo she uses....these things that you know by heart are what really matters.