His hair was like the sun at sunset
His eyes were emeralds shining between coal
but still I could not find myself to admire him.
I fancied his appearance, but not him as a whole.

That was he who sat in front of me
eating gracefully his meal,
what else he had in store for this date
was yet to be revealed.

Soon after, once done with our cuisine
He took me to a place of magical dreams
or so he said.
All I could see were his fiendish schemes.

“I’m tired, how ‘bout we stop for a rest?”
he asked me, in front of a love hotel
What a man, to be so materialistic.
“Unlikely, I won’t fall for your charming spell!”
That said, I was tired- of men and all their desires.
The blind date was horrible, nothing I aim to do again
it is just too difficult to find a man that I won’t despise
I pray to God I won’t be alone the rest of my life, amen.

-

Now at work with a man, one who blatantly adores me
Humorous, intelligent, deep, were words that described him
but a looker he was not,
thus he made our chances quite grim.

As temporal I may be,
I know my choices to be correct.
Obese, unhygienic,
unable to stand erect.

This crossed his name out my book,
One who wouldn’t care for himself couldn’t care for me
thus, another reason I do not acknowledge half of the human species.
What will become of my love life, I have to wait and see.

-

Certain that no man I knew or would come to know would fascinate me
I had no hesitation to stop looking for a significant other
until I saw, with golden hair, bright blue eyes,
a smile so kind- really, a magnificent prize.

I know that this could have been the one,
to be with me, and I would have given my pearl
if only, if only,
she wasn’t a girl.

Even though a female, I still went up to converse
she was wonderful, and nothing about her let me down
I was taught that this kind of love was wrong
even so, I told her that I would see her around.

-

Now a month later from the day I met her,
we’ve been meeting quite often, but not as more than friends.
My love is still undying, and continues to grow
and it will continue to do so, until my life ends.

She does not know that I love her,
but still she treats me with compassion.
My heart is bursting and I must tell her
to see if she has the same kind of attraction

“I really must tell, I have fallen for you!” I said in a short burst
“Oh, I can tell, and although I do appreciate,
I can’t say I feel the same.”
She was being blunt, but I like that trait.

I wasn’t disappointed, but rather relieved
that she didn’t see me as some sort of pest,
but saw me as one that she could be with.
With that answer, I was no longer stressed.

Now that I have found a love, and lost my hate
for men, I see that gender is nothing that can bind affection,
as I have found one I can trust,
and the feeling I get, is bliss, perfection.