Who I would like to meet, yes let me see now. What is the best way to describe that. Since I am on here for dating I going to assume the question means who would I like to date. Yes, shall I say it in a poem first. (Her beauty would be in my eyes to see, for what the world thinks be damned. A enthusiasm for caring and helping like a heart of gold. Mind like the universe full of knowledge yet still many mysteries to behold. Like the passion fruit ripe and ready and always willing to be devoured and enjoyed. A laugh made of silver given freely and one that rings many times like the wind blows. Like silk and satin her words would comfort and sooth, when days are gray and cold. One in which the days would pass, and the years would go, our skin would wrinkle, our voices falter. But never our love which would last forever.) Now how is that for improvising a poem? To be sure it may be good or not but it says absolutely nothing about what I am looking for. Far, far too abstract. Although, I did enjoy the way I said I was looking for a nympho. Like the passion fruit ripe and ready and always willing to be devoured and enjoyed, that sounds an awful lot like a hooker. But, I have always found if you say it in a poem you can’t go wrong. So lets make the poem less abstract bring her down to earth if you will just for fun. Her beauty would be in my eyes to see, for what the world thinks be damned. This really means no fat chicks or girls with herpes. See how easy it is interpreting poems. Ok lets do the next line. A enthusiasm for caring and helping like a heart of gold. Yes this equals does all the house work like, laundry, ironing (even the t-shirts), and all the cooking and cleaning. Next, Mind like the universe full of knowledge yet still many mysteries to behold. Now what does this really signify, well it is expressing a desire that a woman should never give her opinion unless it was asked for otherwise is should remain forever a mystery. I think you are catching on. This is fun isn’t. Like the passion fruit ripe and ready and always willing to be devoured and enjoyed. I think you know were this one is going. Keep your mouth shut and your legs open, yeah that was an easy one. Ok next, A laugh made of silver given freely and one that rings many times like the wind blows. The intent of this was a women should always be happy even if her man spent the rent money on beer and hookers. Oh yeah that’s an important one cause I do love beer and hookers. And now, Like silk and satin her words would comfort and sooth, when days are gray and cold. You know when the weather sucks I mean it is cold, cold, I mean cold and the roads are all icy and dangerous, but you and your friends are out of beer and need some more. Well this line's intent was that a woman would be willing to brave the weather and drive to the beer store at 2 o’clock in the morning (even though she has to be at work at 5) to get her man some more beer. I do have to say that’s a quality I look for in a woman. Now last but not least. One in which the days would pass, and the years would go, our skin would wrinkle, our voices falter. But never our love which would last forever. Yes this is a really good one. This means yes the woman will grow old and wrinkly, and the man will want nothing to do with her in bed, but he will have lots of mistresses to keep him happy and so the relationship will be joyful and last forever. Lets pull it all together now and see what type of girl I am looking for. 1.No fat chick or girls with herpes. 2. A woman who does all the cooking and cleaning. 3. A woman that will not speak unless spoken to. 4. Keeps her mouth shut and her legs open. 5. Always happy no matter what. 6.Gets beer, food, or whatever for her man all the time and never complains. 7. Doesn’t care if her man messes around. Wow it is really true that sometimes you can only express yourself using art. I think if I was to say what I wanted in a woman without using art I would get slapped.
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