Easy going laid back kinda guy, finally stopping to smell the flowers, listen to the birds with their song and wonder what makes them sing.... One spring day I watched a pair of chickadees build a nest, will say it was one of the most interesting things I have ever seen. Maybe you will let me tell you all about it, of course that is if there is a will and a way...Over last 10 years have had two relationships, one a short term of 4 months.. The other and last ended after 3 years turning out to be one that never should have gotten started in the first place.. I did everything I could to keep it going but you have to draw the line some place... So now I have been along for about 4 years, honestly I don't like it one bit... I don't mind cooking, cleaning and the wash, can take pretty good care of myself... But there is more to life, there is togetherness, romance, Love, passion, compassion a friend and a Lover which I am lacking... I don't think anyone can have a whole life without all the elements to make it so.. My interest are empty, alone and lonely with out that special someone to share.. They are in nature, history (civil war buff) birds and the bees walking in the rain or on the beach barefoot, counting stars, sunsets and sunrise etc.. Grabbing the tail of a comet for a ride of a life time or just looking into someones eyes, your eyes.. But I find only emptiness in the voice of the wind because you are not there, your face I see in the flickering glow of a camp fire, I feel your warmth as you whisper to me in the rustle of an angels wings yet where I reach out there is nothingness...Your words are in the pages of a hundred books and endless haunting melodies... I follow your foot prints on the wind blown sandy beaches leading to nowhere...Where are you, where are you I ask when I search again tomorrow...
how good of a kisser are you
great kisser when u kiss someone u leave em craving your lips for ever!!!
You're a total pleaser. One sample of your touch, and anyone is hooked. You're so good that you've gotten people off just with your incredible kissing. You're a bit of a romantic, and you only have sex that's meaningful.
Cancer, you are a born pleaser. Few people can resist your passionate, playful allure. An incurable romantic, you adore being courted. You'll do anything for a lover that sends you flowers or love tokens.
You like lots of cuddling, touching, and kissing. You are a celebrated kisser. You also like to touch and fondle yourself. Typically, you learned to give yourself pleasure at a very young age. As an adult, you are easily aroused and multi-orgasmic. Mutual masturbation is very satisfying for you.
You are extremely aware of your sexual attraction. You telegraph your sensuality with every move you make. You have the most communicative body language of any sign.
You are very emotional, and you constantly need an emotional outlet. Frequent sex seems to calm you down. But you are old fashioned, and a quickie is not your style. You prefer long, slow seductions, erotic masasages, and lots of oral sex.
There are all kinds of people in this world, some good some not so good, all are teachers in one form or another, we need them to learn and grow..., To know good people we need to know the evil ones,,, We wouldn't know Love if we didn't know Dislike.. To know Dark is to know light, hot and cold, happy and sad, etc All people and things have a reason, so don't be angry or bitter, learn and grow, be more understanding...
It's the summer of 1957 and Harold goes to pick up his date, Peggy Sue.
Harold's a pretty hip guy with his own car and a duck tail hairdo. When he goes to the front door, Peggy Sue's mother answers and invites him in. 'Peggy Sue's not ready yet, so why don't you have a seat?' she says.
That's cool. Peggy Sue's mother asks Harold what they're planning to do.
Harold replies politely that they will probably just go to the malt shop or to a drive in movie.
Peggy Sue's mother responds, 'Why don't you kids go out and screw? I hear all the kids are doing it.'
Naturally this comes as quite a surprise to Harold and he says 'Wha...aaat?'
'Yeah,' says Peggy Sue's mother, 'We know Peggy Sue really likes to screw; why, she'd screw all night if we let her!'
Harold's ey es light up and he smiles f ROM ear to ear. Immediately, he has revised the plans for the evening.
A few minutes later, Peggy Sue comes downstairs in her little poodle skirt with Her saddle shoes, and announces that she's ready to go.
Almost breathless with anticipation, Harold escorts his date out the front door while Mom is saying, 'Have a good Evening kids,' with a small wink for Harold.
About 20 minutes later, a thoroughly disheveled Peggy Sue rushes back into the house, slams the door behind her and screams at her mother:
'It's The Twist, Mother! The Twist! It's called The Twist!'