She makes me, warm.

After what was,

a difficult week,

I’ve just had a wonderful weekend.

Spent some time,

with my lady

blissfully contented sigh.

She makes me feel,

new,

and,

special,

she is love,

in a wonderful package.

Having partly chosen,

to live without love,

in my life,

for a long time,

I can say with certainty,

for me,

celibacy is,

rewarding, enriching,

but,

for me,

love is,

better,

fuller,

with texture,

with feeling,

more challenging,

pushes me,

to be,

more.

Sensitive,

keeps me warm,

pushes away,

my complacency,

makes me,

whole.

This is very personal,

represents,

my perspective,

only.

Love in all forms,

keeps me,

smilling,

hoping,

living.

But,

the love of,

she,

makes me,

fly

đŸ™‚

I bless the day,

we met.

Later girls,

BB

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Bookish Butch

I am a bookish butch in my very early fifties. I live in Montréal and always have. I used to run a small used bookstore. Reading keeps me sane. My latest jiggie is photography, book project in the works, living the dream

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