| Male |
| November 7 1992 |
| Your Wildest Dreams |
| I'm the rare type of person who builds attraction through emotional connection. There aren't many who actually have the patience for that, or the interest. Low cut shirts and flirty fluttering eyelashes have little effect--I'm enamored by the enigmatic essence of an individual. Combine that with a genuine enjoyment of being alone and you've got yourself a Great White Whale. |
| The type to use words as wires to conduct emotion like electricity. |
| Understanding what makes a person tick, and knowing them inside and out. Romance is rooted in relationship--the thoughts, feelings, and connection shared between two people. |
| Damned If I Do, Damned If I Don't: https://pseudonymous.blog/ |
| Your eyes aren't just a window into your soul, but a mirror into my own. To behold your beauty reveals all the beauty I fail to see in myself. It reminds me that to be kind and loving to you, I must be kind and loving to myself. |
| It's like I'm never ridin' solo, I feel you walkin' in my shadow: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rqE6W4pMpps |
| But try to understand: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AZTo3iJng7U&list=R... |
| All we need is just a little patience: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bcun9GFLx_8&list=R... |
| The exuberant joy of your comedy, and the rich emotional depth of your tragedy. |
| The story sacred to your soul: The one that'll make us both laugh as we cry. The one that's sure to make us out to be as foolish as we are wise. The one we'll tell each other over and over. The one that's just for us, because no one will believe it. |
| The Fates who bound us together by fantastic means, sent us into the world, and wrote our story across multiple lifetimes--each quest to reunite an adventurous epic, and every reunion a soothing sonnet. |
| My heart when mused by your majesty. The calling card of love is to inspire a person to make art out of pure emotion. |
| "Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies." --Aristotle |
| The song two souls sing to one another when split asunder. |
| You make reality unrealistic, but dreams achievable. Your complexity drives sane men crazy, while your clarity gives madmen epiphanies. Your character shines like the sun, yet maintains all the mystery of the moon. |
| Beauty belittles you, for you compete with the forces of nature--comparable only to the likes of sunsets and star strewn skies. No picture nor recording can ever do it justice. Just like every other natural wonder, it's best beheld in person. |