The fabulously full moon
lit up the chilly winter night
It smiled down at me
as I sat in the big lounge chair
mind wandering
heart hurting
wishing upon a star
and wondering
where you are
you? you know
the man that is to love me
all of me
each part of me
equally and with vigor
recently met a new prospect
who was so clever in email
with wit and humor
to match few I have ever known
and a body that won't quit
his only admission of a set back
was that he is
folicularly challenged
what?
no hair to run my fingers through?
hmmmm well
that isn't a deal breaker
so just a few minor points
will be deducted...
then his "system" of weeding
out the women
was revealed
a 4 point system
where you receive all
or none of the point
It is there
or it isn't
You are acceptable
socially
physically
emotionally (and/or)
intellectually
or YOU AREN'T
as my system is a 100 pt scale
where you are scored
to the degree you are
folicullarly challenged
etc.
and if you are above 80 pts.
well, you are a catch to be sure
so tonight as the beautiful moon
and the crisp clean air
envelope me into the night
I contemplated what bothered me more
that in his eyes,
I did not "measure" up
and out of the 4 pts he awards
I am only half of his
Ideal woman
OR
that I am angry
at myself
for letting a guy
make me feel "less" than I am
yes I said that right
You see
I don't want to be someone's
IDEALISTIC Love
I want to be someone's
REALISTIC Love
someone who will love me
no matter what my challenges are
and that I KNOW
I will love no matter what his
challenges are
someone I can love for who he is
not who I want him to be
and
who loves me for who I AM
NOT for who he wants ME TO BE
and then the chill creeps in
I smile at the moon
the moon smiles at me
then as clearly as the moon
sails through the sky
I realize
I like being me
and when the man
who is meant to love me
comes along
he won't have a 4 point scale
he measures his women by
and he may not make 80 %
of my scale
we will measure each other
with our hearts
and life will balance out
beautifully
Saturday, December 13, 2008
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People have scale and points?
Really.
I always went my tits butt and personality.
huh
Points eh.
I think my way is more fun.
Screw the points
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