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MY KINDA GIRL

I'm tired of trying to be that romantic guy,
Striving to meet dating standards ever rocketing sky high,
That I should have the temperament of a clown,
Bringing a smile to her face whenever I see a frown,
Yet serious enough in life to give  her hope,
Of a future so bright that its limitless in scope,
In that confusion of rapidly shifting goal posts and distractions,
I am caught up in a vicious cycle of changing passions and self destruction.

I need a girl who will fire up more than just lust and physical desire,
A woman who will inspire  me to push my dreams to realms higher,
One who sees life beyond the limitations of current dimensions,
A God fearing woman, never shy of seeking divine intervention, 
A girl whose face and body will steal my affection,
But the strength of her mind and character will command my attention,
A girl who speaks her mind without silent brooding or shouting spells,
A friend who understands my struggles with demons from mine private hells.

My kinda girl,
Will put even the brightest star to shame with her intellect, brightness and brilliance,
Will have a smile is so warm and welcoming, brightening all around her with its radiance,
Knows the very essence of life is God, and our love will be sanctioned from heaven,
Is a woman of substance aware of her worth, never competing to get even,
Our hearts will be entwined, feeling each others presence even when we're miles apart,
For I will be hers and she will be mine, till death do us part.

© Patolyer 2015










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