In the barren wasteland of cyber love carefully constructed words are artfully crafted through the journey of a multitude of encounters, and yet I still hope for that unexpected, overlooked treasure. My romantic heart is weary and parched from the promise of different which turns out to be the same after all.
There is a chance, still, that I could find that person who simply makes it hard to breathe. The way his energy fills the room, the unspoken kindness in his eyes, and his thought provoking conversation will feel both familiar and frightening. He will kiss with an open heart and let me glimpse the light and darkness of his soul. He will drink in my chaos and my extremes and enjoy the ride. I will blur at the edges and forget where I end and he begins …
So who is the man who I have found through internet dating? I have found the poet who seduced me with his written words, the perfect gentlemen who seduced me with his chivalry, the rogue who seduced me with his kisses, and the crazy man who seduced me with his spontaneity, and yet with each I walked away empty handed.
Am I looking for something that doesn’t exist? Do I want the perfect man who only lives in my imagination?
It is altogether possible, but I will never know unless I continue my quest. I secretly suspect that the person who rips my heart from my chest will be not what I expected at all and that is the exciting bit. So I am ready to explore any path which could possibly lead to the meeting of hearts, minds and bodies and to find great big roller-coaster passion that will keep me on the edge of my seat.