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████████◆██ I'm searching for a soulmate, a muse and a lover. The divine trinity should be a ridiculously creative (perhaps carve reeds out of root vegetables, makes bricks without straw, chalk realist portraits on sidewalks, play a kit or dulcimer...really, really well, bind beautiful hardbacks and strip homemade fettuccine or stop-motion animate your own flip books at 4 o'clock in the morning), ridiculously interesting (maybe you forged a greyhound bus pass and traveled the U.S. for 18 months, once moved to another country just to learn its language...no matter how obscure, or have considered converting your Vespa to vegetable based fuel), brilliantly (albeit not geekily nor socially ineptly so) odd (the dictionary on a party night fascinates, others marvel at your willingness to don costumes in public, your prosthetic limb collection supersedes all others or you have a photographic memory for all things reptilian), has her shit and shinola together with her row of ducks (no hard drugs, no chronic depression, no 'bad' drunks and hopefully 'lithium' hopefully remains just a periodic element and not a prescription), hopefully fabulously beautiful, sinfully fabulous, infrangible and highly fungible, head-turning child/girl/woman/goddess who is a self-confessed whore in the kitchen and a closet gourmet in the bedroom.
As for you, o so lovely you for who I have waited an eternity and a half, please be a variation on the theme of slender/fit/toned female, and when you say curvy, please mean curvy in the right places as opposed to Rubenesque with a booty big enough to warrant its own zip code or possess a gravitational field that makes a game of 8-ball a graphic lesson in Ptolemaic astronomy, please be jaded but not a hue of cynical green, please spend less than 1/8 of your life on a fucking cell , please know how to make more than reservations for dinner, know the wealth of a person has little to do with his income, please retain the vestiges of childlike curiosity without tying cans to dog's tails or throwing tantrums, please be a muse and at once amused by my musings, please enjoy good poetry and equate bad poetry with a long checkout line at Whole Paycheck, please know at least 18 slang words for sex, please don't smoke (near me at least), please know how to spell definitely and know your (ass) from you're (elbow macaroni), please be scruffily feminine and an elegant tomboy, please be indescribably unique, please be affectionate but less clingy than saran wrap, please be visibly happy (at least most of the time) and irreverent and exceedingly considerate, please be within an age range an overgrown kid like me might consider apropos LTR material (i.e. not beyond forty and not below jail-bait, please be spiritual without believing in organized religion and anthropomorphic supernal beings unless they're made of spaghetti and a dripping of virgin olive oil, please do not ask me to become a Jehovah's Witness -- I wasn't even near the fucking accident, please have bothered to read this entire ramble, the perusin' of which you will not have considered a chore, and please know the sexiest and most erotic thing about any man is his big fucking brain, and please please me, o yeah, like I please you."
Please send a pix and write me a real, thoughtful letter and not a laconic text suitable for a thumb lashing and I'll tell you if you're the dream of my goddess.

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