I strongly stand by the Human Rights of all people, and the equal rights of women.Remember that the kind of human being you are matters more to me than your cup size.My interests here are in good reading, and talking to friends I keep.My interests are far beyond my ability to manage them. I just love life. I have always been enchanted with it, and I won't change that. As a post war baby-boomer, I will never give up my faith that what you put into life, you get back in some way. No you do not always win, but if you lose, make sure you can say you left it all out on the field and make victory your awareness that you played the hand you were dealt in life the best possible way. We call that "keeping the faith baby."To me, loving someone is having faith in them, the Other of our otherness, and believing that they do not change their stripes, but decisively keep that core faith that life is a good thing if we want it to be, nearly all the time. That's how we come to love it and others so much. When you first get to know me you can say that I am a kind, loving, giving man. But I am also told by women that I have some real empathy for them, and their point of view, and that thatdoes not make me very masculine, or what many women want. It has taken me most of a lifetime to learn how to do that because I grew up in one of the worst neighborhoods in America.I NEVER cower in the face of life's challenges in standing by my children, women and what I respect (see above).I have met some of the most incredible people here and have cut my friends list down drastically because I do not want to mislead others. I can only get close to a small number of people at a time...I mean really small. So yes, I can be disenchanted at times but I always bounce back. I am too gutsy to ever take NO for an answer in life.If I begin to cherish your presence you will know it: I crave so much more than a physical connection. I crave your words and depth. I crave who you are and where you came from, your desires and fears. I yearn to know every inch of you beyond the surface if you you are my friend.I firmly believe that we live in a Rape Culture. I think that means that a lot of what we are calling "sex" is actually a form of violence. Even the best people can indulge in it without being aware of it. It is so insidious that it is beginning to make it harder all the time to accept a lot of what gets said and done to me and even the words I speak, as well intention-ed as I am. I believe it is making me an "Ace."
I removed my post here.
One - the one I'm with now - and I'm thrilled he stayed through what was obviously a painful learning curve. I am sincerely thrilled for you Blush!!
Beneath all our objections to the contrary, are men really just drones?
Wow! This page of posts has been very insightful, and I thank the posters for the openness and honesty.
Exactly. Older women know more, feel more, give more, take more, love more. They have lived more. They are more. Indeed.
Xanadu, old China
In the dance hall, the lights are dim amber as you are walking back to your seat after a few fast dances. This scene is so familiar to me now, yet it never gets old. I've got it bad for you, yet you don't have a clue. As I sit at the rail, I order up a Courvoisier cognac to give me strength, and watch your every move intensely. Your eyes are so deep and sparkling with the joy of the...
Added 13 Oct 2014 | Category Love Stories
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May I Love You? May I stop here before you, And linger a while? May I ask you to dance, And get a big smile? May I reach for you gently, Your palm now in mine? May I place my hand here, Right at your side? May we step so very slowly, then quickly like this? May we speak in hot tango, Our moving, sweet bliss? May I dare to catch you, And hold you like this? May...
Added 02 Jul 2014 | Category Love Poems
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I kissed a butterfly, My lips made her weep. I whispered to a butterfly, "Go not to sleep! Just stay awake, Why, I can make you weep!" Butterfly kissed me back! So I then quickly licked her, Most tenderly and sweet. She gushed with her excitement. I can not be discreet, My heart was pouding loudly While kneeling at her feet, Like a suckling new born calf Right at its...
Added 04 Jun 2014 | Category Erotic Poems
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My love calls me "Teddy" Her heart calling mine I can never resist it Her voice is divine My love calls me "Teddy" A smile to my face As if she affirms me With her sweet, loving grace My love calls me "Teddy" My soul becomes tender It sends me to Heaven My life I would send her My spirit sends roses Bright red in bouquet For sending her blessing to "Have a...
Added 08 Jan 2014 | Category Love Poems
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I am Rom, My life it doth fly, Through hither and yonder, We ride you and I. Through the earth’s golden valleys, To the mountains above, We hang, heads in sorrow, No-“where” to call home. Twas ever a “one day,” A moment of bliss, Saw first my “Dark Eyes,” In the heavens domed skies. Stars all a glitter, The augury told, Fate it embraced me, My heart...
Added 28 Dec 2013 | Category Love Poems
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Now before you go yelling And pummeling me Just hear these words Sooth sings unto thee! Damned ole black hole It's following me Wherever I go: By the tree swing Down at the lee But hardest of all It lays beside me… Every night, when‘s time for sleep The hole gets a bit deeper Swallowing me All night it stays there Calling to me With the voice of my angel Who once dreamed with me. ‘twas...
Added 10 Jun 2014 | Category Love Poems
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Take my sweet lips, babe Every gentle pore Let them make open Your tightly locked door Know that you'll want them The spirit they show No, not beneath them Are passions like snow? Just sweet, soft and tender Lips warm to your heart Then over your body They’ll warm every part Your face, oh so precious Your breasts so divine Legs soft as smooth satin Core sacred,...
Added 07 Jan 2014 | Category Love Poems
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If thou would be here with me Wearing silk eggshell flows I would have played Pachelbel’s Cannon Taken your hand as if a sweet rose Roaming ‘cross the dance floor In sweet flowing elegance The candle lights flickering Illuminating your face Every delicate feature Alive in its grace… Your heart beat I’d know it As it races like mine Look to each other And see the divine Your...
Added 06 Jan 2014 | Category Love Poems
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Eyes so light blue Like the heavens above Stole my heart away Sweet gestures of love Lips made for kissing Wear an endearing sweetness A kindness there shining I see my completeness Your skin is like satin Your face oh so soft Slight brush of my hand Just sends me aloft Gold hair is so lovely Curves gently round your face Caressing and holding Thy head, as...
Added 30 Dec 2013 | Category Love Poems
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Just one little finger That's all that it takes To make my love wiggle To give her the shakes... Just one little finger Poking here, jabbing there Makes her so sticky All over down there! Just one little finger It's sucked in, then two She kisses all my fingers With succulent goo! So if you have fingers And your love is about You'd better offer So she doesn't pout! You don't...
Added 05 Jun 2014 | Category Erotic Poems
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