A Muse Of Sorts

It seems very odd to me how I am. I can write poetry and express myself in the most profound way, yet the words don't seem to come out when I speak. I can be a great listener and enjoy being there for the special friends in my life. I have friends and they are mostly women, which I am very proud of that fact. I love women and admire their beauty. I try to be polite and thoughtful of their feelings. Yet I am shy when it comes to women. I guess this stems from being hurt before. If someone really got to know me, they might be surprised. I am thoughtful and considerate and I think deeply and love just as deep. I have an open mind and try not to be shallow. I guess I am just me.
Dreampoet Dreampoet
41-45, M
1 Response Sep 23, 2012

Yes you are dear dreampoet. Thank you for being you. We'll play poetry chess again soon.

Always in loving-kindness, an many blessings to you - Ace :)