About Me

The cold winds are beginning to blow and my logs are set in the fireplace, so it's time to invite you to become my warm-hearted friend [and possible lover], to share stories, and to laugh and cry with me in front of the dancing flames.

I am affectionate and romantic and desire the same in a partner. I want someone who has passions in their life but can be passionate about a relationship, too. I need someone who is able to communicate openly and honestly and who cherishes spontaneous affection. I heard a line in a romantic comedy that speaks strongly to me: "I'm yearning for a love that is friendship on fire."

I've known such friendships and I've known such fire. And, if you've read everything this far, my suspicion is that this might have a powerful appeal to you as well. . . . So why don't we pursue this together?

FreeSpirit

FreeSpirit45202@yahoo.com

I'm a world-wide adventurer, a writer, a cook, a dancer, a masseur, a gardener, a potter, a canoer of little known rivers, a naturalist, a warrior [ManKind Project + Tae Kwan Do], but, most of all, there is a wild lover hidden within me aching to get out.

Can you relate to this wild lover? Have you known true romance? How so?

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Here is a poem I wrote by way of introducing myself to you:

ALMANAC OF PASSIONATE THINGS

From the almanac of passionate things
I choose recollections of my mother
Sweetly scented with lilac powders
Cultivating the roses in her garden.

I also choose my dear grandmother
who taught me to roll out potica
and to make delicious soups on the fly.
She was the one who mothered me.

Then I would choose Carlie, my first love:
the girl who listened to my mind and heart
with the grace and intensity that melted my soul.
She was the one who loved my curiosity.

I must not omit my delight of seeing river bass
swim under the keel of my canoe
through the clear waters of Wolf Creek.
These were my water companions.

Not to be forgotten are the chanting cicadas
my short-lived brothers singing out their life
along with the Canadian geese flying south.
These gave me a direction in my life.

I remember too the hundred million stars
that spiral majestically in our Milky Way Galaxy
and send down the flashes of meteor showers
as I stare in wonder at the vastness of our universe.

But, above all, I remember the One who made me
And set me free from the fears that shackle others
in order to reach for those stars that came near me
and guided me wondrously on my way.

For all these, I mightily give thanks, both today
and on all my tomorrows, I hold them as my
almanac of the precious ones that know me
and the ones by whom I am truly known.

FreeSpirit

First Date

Once we have some exchanges, we would be inclined to decide together what would be our first date, second date, etc.