I Want A Man

I want a man
Who smells of tortillas, fresh air and clay.
A man of the earth yet knows of the world.
Who knows where I come from,
Comprehends what I feel
And who respects me for who and what I am.

I want a man
Who can look me eye to eye and face to face.
A man with honour and is also of his word.
Who speaks from the heart, using his mind.
Straight up - open without any hesitations.

I want a man
Who can laugh at himself and cry with another.
Yet be able to dry my tears.
A man whose quiet sensitivity is his strength of character
Who stands at my side no matter what.
And if need be, hold me up.

I want a man
Who can share my passions as I share his bed.
And embrace me for the sheer joy and the gift of it.
A man who questions only life’s mysteries and never God

I want a man
Who can take me blindfolded across traffic
Who’s footprints are deep and defined.
A man who when his eyes are closed, sees only me.
And when I look into them, there are no lies.