Singular.

I have been reading a wonderful book by Maeve Haran, The Lady and the Poet.

It’s about John Donne, who I must admit I have a bit of a lit nerd crush on, and his wife, Ann More.

Re-reading many of my favorite poems by this wonderful poet has me thinking about love, life, and eternity.

“Twice or thrice had I lov’d thee,
Before I knew thy face or name;”

– Air and Angels, John Donne

So here I am, thinking on words I could say.

I am, much to my own chagrin, a deeply emotional person. I feel things deeply, and I like to think on things much. I love words, poetry, romance, and intimate connection with others.

And I wish to be with someone who does also.

I want to have a partner with whom I can stare into the darkness of life and not be bothered because we also stare into the deepness of one another and see a like soul reflected back.

I want romance.

I don’t mean flowers, fancy dates, or cliched words of flattery.

I want someone who makes me feel like they are my world, and I am theirs.

I want to be with someone who will feel deeply with me. Who isn’t afraid of all the parts of love and intimacy.

Donne also said, “No man is an island…”

I feel like one. I feel cast off, let alone to drift away at sea.

I feel undesired. Unloved.                                        Singular.

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