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Chivalrous Gentleman seeks Ebony Beauty.
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Nickname:
| mts2sea |
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Location:
| United States, California, Visalia |
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Age:
| 58 |
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I am a:
| Man |
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Looking for a:
| Woman, aged 41 - 79 |
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Relationship seeking:
| Long Term Relationship |
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Eye color:
| Green |
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Hair color:
| White or Gray |
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Height:
| 6'0" (183cm) or above |
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Body Type:
| Athletic |
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My ethnicity is:
| White / European descent |
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Religion:
| Christian - Catholic |
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Education:
| Graduate degree |
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Smoking behavior:
| Hate smoking |
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Drinking behavior:
| Drink Socially |
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Relationship Status:
| Divorced |
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Have children:
| Yes, not living at home |
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Want children:
| No |
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Languages:
| English |
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Occupation:
| Teaching |
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When it comes to relocation:
| I am not prepared to relocate |
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Starsign:
| Taurus |
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Ideally I'd live in a:
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| House in the suburbs, Property in the country, Cabin in the mountains, Beach house, Stilt house in the jungle |
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My fashion sense is:
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| Dress according to the occasion |
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My sense of humor is:
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| Witty - I have a razor-sharp tongue, Sarcastic - Dennis Miller is a cream puff compared to me, Light-hearted - I like cheerful, gentle fun |
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When I go to parties:
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| I'm in the background but enjoying myself, I go with the flow |
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On a day off, I enjoy:
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| Something athletic or energetic, A cultural outing such as museum or gallery, Spending time with the family, Doing absolutely nothing, Pursuing a hobby, Watching TV or a movie, Exercising my Green-thumb |
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I attend religious services:
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| Doesn't Apply |
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When it comes to work:
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| I keep a standard 40-hour work week |
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How would you describe yourself?:
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Together, we are GIANT! Let's bring out the bess in each other.
"The older a man gets, the less he thinks about success and the more he thinks about significance." I found that quote amongst some papers I was going through and thought how very much it epitomizes who and what I am about.
I am kind, honest and genuine. And still all man...
11-27-11
I can only hope that the holiday season brings to all of us blessings and happiness the likes we have never known... I know I have been patiently waiting for YOU to come into my life. I have been proactive, joining dating sites and making honest attempts to find YOU. So, perhaps an update in my profile is in order:
What am I looking for? A woman who loves being with me and can't wait to do so... And vice-versa. Let's rock each other's worlds and when people see us together, they say, "Those two need to get a room."
My tiny school is closing and I must now come down off the mountain and teach in the valley... Perhaps this will bring me closer to you???
10-13-11
As autumn's colors gently paint the landscape, I am looking forward to times of white winter, its blazing fires and reasons to drink liquor from a snifter. Grand Marnier in the hot tub is heaven on earth... I know that I must get more wood in before it gets too cold, yet I have found myself procrastinating more and more. I need help; the hand and scent and taste of a woman.
OK, they say to tell women your hopes and aspirations. Well, if I could enact the movie playing in my head, it would look like this: You and I cannot keep our hands off each other; the honeymoon phase of our relationship is endless and that is a good thing. We both work hard and are looking forward to the days we do not have to, but want to work. I see us buying a boat, not a house, and use that boat for weekend and longer vacation destination. Living on a boat is so appealing to me... I realize that for now, living in the mountains, I am restricted to vacation/weekends on the boat, but it will give us time to learn how to sail. You dont mind driving an hour to work--that is if you want to work. And you relish living away from town in the peace and quiet of the country. Your beauty is something you don't trumpet because you know good looks are only on the outside, and that true beauty lies within. You have dreamed about finding a man who knows that it takes work to keep the fire going and when you find me, you will let me know and pursue me. So, what are you waiting for? Come and get me!
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I see a much more temperate climate in my future, like a tropical locale in the south seas???
Let's buy a boat and prepare to sail into the sunset...
... After spending a wonderful weekend with my boys, on the go, sports, band, science olympics, it occurred to me that one of the most precious dynamics we have as a familial species is the history we create as a family. Those shared experiences, like slide shows in your mind, bond and soidify a relationship. As we all know, family is not identified by blood, but by consistent unconditional commitment. I find myself longing for that feeling again, that shared experience. In thirty years I want to be reliving today with you.###
The first snow of the season fell last night and I awoke to a sea of white. A fresh snow, with all its metaphorical and symbolic implications, stirs the poet in me. These are the days I long for a woman--MY woman--to share these simple pleasures. A fire in the wood stove, breakfast sizzling, and my boys sledding in the early morning light gives me comfort.###
Thanksgiving has come and gone and I take comfort in the fact that my boys are with me, safe, and fast asleep.###
Happy Holidays to all... Christmas has come and gone and we anticipate the new year with excitement. My boys and I are planning a trip to the coast for a few days. Our favorite place is a small fishing village on the central California coast, Morro Bay. I had a boat there for many years and miss it immensely. I have a feeling another vessel is in the forecast...
My favorite time of the day is the early morning, when it is still dark and that faint hint of sunlight is lifting itself over ridgeline. The coffee is hot and black (well, at least I have something that is) and my boys are still fast asleep. I know I am blessed with all that I have--my children, a job that I love, and good health. I think we all lament what we don't have, and do not spend enough time giving thanks for what we do have. But, as a man who still feels and acts twenty years younger, I find that I miss the joy of giving and receiving love. In all of its glorious aspects, love, true committed love with a woman I can't keep my hands off of, is what I lack in my life. Where are you?
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Spending the afternoon splitting firewood has reminded me of how much I miss those mutual massages. I could use one tonight...
Spring is barely a week old and it has already roared in like a lion, dropping snow and rain at a record rate. It is beautiful and warm and still, a little lonely. I have met a few women, but have learned that truth in advertising is the exception, not the norm. Physical attraction is part of the equation. It's either there, or not. Without it, a full and healthy relationship cannot evolve. I long for those butterflies again. You know, that feeling you get in your stomach when you know you are about to see them... That "giggity-giggity." (If you know what character says that, please say hello.)
6-8=2011
I am so happy that school is out and my summer break is five days old. The weather has been unseasonably cool, but that is supposed to change soon. Still waiting for you to show yourself...
I am passionate about those close to me; an active man, who loves to travel and is a gentleman in every sense of the word. I am very affectionate and love to spoil my woman. I still know how to spell chivalry, and I practice what it means. I have old fashioned values, coming from a generation of parents who instilled manners and respect for women. Being attentive to my woman is something I do well, and I am comfortable in any situation having been called "A man's man" by men and women alike. What that means is that I get along with both genders, and have many friends. Perhaps the nicest compliment I ever received was from an old friend... He said "Michael is the smartest person I know." I have a great sense of humor and love to play around with my woman... I have been known to be a practical joker.
I am not afraid to show my emotional side; nor am I intimidated easily. I have a quick wit and love to exchange playful, sexy banter. I have always been attracted to black women and women of color for most of my adult life. I have two biracial sons from my ex and I could not be more proud of them. They live with my her during the schoolweek and are kind, mannerly, respectful boys who have no hangups about who they are. I instill in them character, and what it means to have it and polish it. My most rewarding accomplishment is being a good father. A perfect weekend is cooking a big breakfast for my boys, and then taking off-- maybe to the coast or the city for a ballgame.
I am getting into living a more simple, subsistent life by developing a mini-ranch on my school site. But that doesn't mean I do not enjoy the city. Just as comfortable in a dive bar as a 5-star restaurant, having a good time is my middle name. I like to cook and enjoy "turning up the temperature" with a bottle of wine and that special someone. Then jump in the hot tub and stare at the moon. Mutual massages before bed are so nice. I don't know why more couples don't do it all the time, instead of once in a great while. Human touch is vital in maintaining a relationship--and one's sanity. I feel that romance is vitally important in a relationship and that intimacy is a two-way street--it cannnot be one-sided! When the bedroom is happy, so is every other room in the house.:)-
A relationship is hard work, but I am ready to fall in love again.
I am 6'2", 215#, salt and pepper hair (well, mostly salt) green eyes. I play basketball, tennis, golf, and some softball once in a while.
Feb. 3, 2011
Today marks two years on this site... And I am not alone, as I continue to see familiar profiles. I think that if I lived in the Los Angeles or San Francisco Bay Area, I would have met you by now. Many of the beautiful women on this site tend to let distance prevent them from exploring what could be "the one." Reach out...
St. Patrick's Day
Being half Scottish and half Irish, I find it a difficult decision... A nice single-malt like Laprhoig; or, an Irish Whiskey, like Bushmill's? I would never want to upset either of my parents, so it's a toast to both worlds. I am proud of my heritage and trumpet its history, sharing with my boys stories of ancestors' pasts. That is what I have longed to continue--the legacy, the history, the stories which bring us all to tears and laughter. Strong emotions or significant events are better when shared, good or bad.
The first day of Spring historically symbolizes new birth, a fresh start. The world's chaos, both natural and man made makes me pause and contemplate just where all of this is heading. Is this the start of shifting paradigms for all of us? Rising gas prices will soon make it difficult to enjoy even the simple things, like a lazy Sunday drive to the coast or the mountains. Having a relationship which provides and protects each other will be vital in maintaining one's sanity in the future. Please help me from going crazy...
I like sipping on new tequilas... There are so many to try.
The garden is finally producing... The first bites of the season come from a nice zuchinni---the variety is Black Beauty. I sauteed it in some wine and garlic and butter and olive oil and spices and herbs and mmmit was good. Had spaghetti, too. The radishes are also ready, and tomorrow I will pick some lettuce and onions and radish and make a nice salad for lunch.
7-10-11
My mom passed gently into that good night two days ago and is now in no pain and is probably already in charge, or at least bossing people around up there (i hope up there... Lol). Yes, losing a parent is difficult, as I have lost now both of mine. Death is inevitable, probably the only thing in this life which is promised to us, so it is vital to make this life count.
I am a gentleman... Walking on the outside, pulling out your chair, opening doors for you... That's who I am, the product of the "greatest generation."
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6-18-2012
Summer vacation is here and I am off for two months... Oh the joy of being a teacher! My youngest and I have been playing a lot of baseball and basketball, swimming, and trying to stay cool in this god-forsaken San Joaquin Valley summer HEAT!!! I long for the day I never put away my sweaters and jackets and hoodies, wearing them as I walk the shoreline or sail the bay.
NOT LOOKING FOR A HUNDRED DIFFERENT WOMEN--
LOOKING FOR ONLY ONE WOMAN TO LOVE A HUNDRED DIFFERENT WAYS!
9-05-2011
Labor Day weekend and I think I labored too much... Hurt my back and I truly wish some TLC. Massage is great foreplay, but tonight I need therapy. I await another winter with hopes of you finding me.
7-28-11
I have this dream--no, more like a visual of the future--of living on a sailboat for part of the year. It is so nice sleeping on the water. Anyone else feel the same? In 5 years I hope to make it a full time reality.
... A beauty who likes trips to the coast or the city on a regular basis and who is not a "stick in the mud." Inner beauty is ever so important. I have met too many pretty women who are way too into themselves and how they look, losing touch with what is really important in life. If you are you as comfortable in a dive-bar as you are in a museum, then I think we would get along fine. It is my belief that man and woman are meant to be together, even though we sometimes act like we are of different species. I have a great life where I live and it is my goal to find a woman who wants to be my woman; and I will be her man. Although I am once divorced, I still believe in marriage and truly miss the closeness of having a woman beside me. I live a simple life, trying to be not only a good father, but also longing to be a great partner for the woman I love. The words commitment, loyalty, and trust; if you do not practice them, nor even understand their meanings, then you are not the one for me.
Are you one who has ever thought, "It would be nice to take a few steps away from this rat-race and live a simpler, subsistent life?" Not starting a commune or anything, but rather cut out all the frills and non-essentials, devoting all those energies towards developing and maintaining a rural, mellow, and loving lifestyle. The poet Alan Dugan said it best in his poem "Love Song: I and Thou." It resonates within me.
If you enjoy a warm fire, a bottle of wine, and spending time with your man, family and loved ones, then contact me. Oh, and you must love to kiss and be affectionate. Intimacy is vital in maintaining a healthy relationship. (Are you paying attention?) I think kissing like a teenager is healthy and keeps the romance alive, so if you do too, then let's find a drive-in and NOT watch the movie.
Oh, and please tell me why some women list their first choice for ethnicity as their own... Isn't this an interracial dating site?
A poem I wrote--dedicated to my youngest son.
The Kiss
A glaze of ice glistens in the manure
And rutted mud of the plowed-under garden beds
As the bristle crack and squash of my greased boots
Sing this crisp May morning; my image still in the thawing earth I planted,
And last year's buried perennials stir and awaken
Within the thick, loamy soil.
With boots packed, the mud of today, my Frankenstein feet,
Imagining they can feel the rising moisture;
Stopping by a twelve year old apple tree
To scrape a fresh bud with my fingernail,
I see the green inside--alive having survived the winter..
Yes, it is soft and moist, it has come through
Under my care, and I remove the wrapping of
Aluminum foil and tape, still the best way,
Around its trunk that saved it from the gnawing rodents
Which encircle fresh growth like sea around the shore.
Now, on the still green grass, lupines and poppies
Shine proudly, as if they knew they were one in
A long line of nature's royalty, and the faint whiff of a skunk
Arouses my senses to the edges between contempt and wonder; I like it,
As it quickens my pace to the place where pleasure plays,
Where one knows what the human limits are. I kneel
Beside another tree, snipping a dead branch,
As the crisp sun strikes the creased foil in my hands
And catches my eyes and makes them tear.
A stranger may think I truly wept here.
Spring blood sings in my veins even as it did
Thirty years ago when I planted
My first apple tree. No less pleasure do I receive
From the sun's feel on my arms, giving
A warming chill, or the female curves I see
Along the hill at ridge-line. I gather my life in
Now with a breath; I know what thoughts I must
Retain to continue this path. A gust of wind
Comes off the meadow; having followed me, my youngest son, crying
"Watch me Daddy." running much faster than I thought he could,
Launching his huge, black birthday kite; catching the wind,
The kite leaps for the sky, steadies itself
As the string goes taut. It glides above me, swoops,
Floating its shadow on my now squinting eyes.
Designed like a great bat, hooked wings and pointed ears
And long white fangs grinning like Dracula-it swoops again,
Eclipsing the sun, hovers, dives at me; I see
The mock blood oozing at its mouth and random dribbles
Brightening its belly just as it crashes into the apple tree.
I take more shining foil from the tree and roll it into two enormous fangs
And chase my son across the field, running faster than I thought I could
Until my ribs smolder and my clay hooves ache.
He screams as if the demons of his sleep,
Returning from the underground,
Were upon him. I catch him,
Grapple him down, sink my shiny teeth into his pulsing throat and
Kiss, kiss deeper than I have ever kissed, tasting his life,
Sweeter than any apple I have ever known.
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| Black / African descent, Black / Non-African descent, Mixed / Multi, Other |
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