I see a myself on quest though disguised in peasant rags, Seeking out a precious chalice, for the sage of every sage, In love to drink communion, with a one whose hands are burning, And with passing oft upon those lips surrenders every age. "And Im told by friends, I should just settle for a woman of wax, And they say that somethings better, than the nothing it attracts, But I cannot meet my heart, With a simple shade of grey, So instead I wait in stillness and to my gods rant and pray. Where would I travel further if I could just reach the stars, With a rocket as my transport would I wander that far, Where would I truly roam, To find my woman of gold, Is she truly lost up there somewhere, Or has her heart been bought and sold? And if you do respond, I will reply, for I have seen you smile And I trust my heart to fly, For it knows my lovers song, And if yours does resonate, Then Ill sing without restraint upon the winds that make our fate."
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| Gender | Male |
| Age | 50 |
| Location | USA, Illinois, Chicago |
| š Sexuality | Straight |
| š Ethnicity | Black / African |
| š Education | PhD/Post doctorate |
| š Relationship Status | Single |
| š Religion | Protestant |
| š¬ Smoke | No |
| š· Drink | Socially |
| š¶ Children | Undecided |
| š Height | 6ft (183 cm) |
| ā Body Type | Average |
| š± Hair Colour | Black |
| š¦µ Body hair | Shaved |