Male (50) Not single
Here’s a poem I wrote:
I’d like a girl with big, luminous eyes
And a pair of pink alligator shoes
A slit skirt that rides across her thighs
As she strides across the room
She dines by flickering candlelight
And drinks red, raw Chianti
A samba is the theme of her night
Though no one hears it but me
If that’s not you, it’s okay. It’s just a conversation starter, not what I’m seeking necessarily.