I’d take my time and then create a profile that was right.
I’d want to have a profile that listed pros and cons,
and hope that I would not receive the crazy bad come-ons.
I’d start with all the basics: my age, my height, my weight,
and that my hair was (often) blonde and that my eyes were slate
(or blue or green or sometimes more depending on the day)
And then I’d pause and think about what else I ought to say.
I’d write about things I enjoy, like reading in the park,
and picnicking with wine and cheese and walking in the dark.
And soaking in a hot tub, and getting a massage,
And looking through the scrapbooks that I find in the garage.
I’d also write about emotions, things that make me cry,
Like watching a sad movie or eating spicy Thai.
I cry for different reasons, and I’d mention that I do
Cry long and hard when orgasming, or getting a tattoo.
I’d list the traits that I would like in a potential mate,
Like honesty and humor, passion, tenderness innate.
We’d have to be compatible both in and out of bed,
And he would have to woo me with his body and his head.
I would hope I would attract the lover of my dreams,
The man who’d be my soulmate, yes, as silly as that seems.
The one I’d spend my life with until we grew old and grey,
Our love would be forever, always, never giving way.