Love, like ripe fruit, is only as sweet as long as you hold it in your hand. Dearly, and clearly. And there are times when you reach for what you think is delectable, and after taking a bite, realize it just doesn't give you that satisfactory taste for which you were hoping. Then there are others, which might even be a bit bruised; yet shiningly, despite all pretense, surprise you. And still, there are those that look seemingly perfect, and yet, are completely devoid of taste. Lastly, others which as soon as you get them in your mouth--you know you need to spit them out. Like I said, the peaches of my tree might seem heavenly; but it is the tree, despite its mighty roots, that is nowhere near your supermarket. However, all I can attest for certain, is that--I'm fruit. And sweet in the sincerest of meanings.

I like to think of me as bright, higher learned, addicted to cause? and trying to change part of the world in one particular vein, enjoying the classics and poetry, creative, sincere, artistic, and definitely living with hope for what tomorrow might bring; and learning from what today brought. And trying to savor what's in between.

As for me: I am short, round--as in spherical--emotionally strong and independent (probably to my own determent), tactile, honest, loyal in every sense of the word (personally speaking), warm, and try to remind myself that humility is reached through practice.

May your smile continue, if only, as a piece of life's fruit salad.


I am a sucker for a guy who wears glasses, and partial to SWM.

On a first date.. I think coffee and a stroll in the park is nice. You get to relax, and get to know some one without a lot of pressure... and hopefully, laugh!

I really think good banter is essential! as well as a warm greeting. :)