JKs blogg

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I’m a tender, loving soul,
with affection beyond compare.
I’ve searched among my people,
but no one wants to dear.

I crave for a soul to find me,
not letting go with first sight.
I crave for someone to love me,
at least someone who might.

I’m a youngster with some knowledge,
childish, but secure,
honest, kind and open,
but surprises could occur.

Adventurer, seeking human,
hatred is unheard.
Amicus Humani Generis,
my Latin vital words.

I’m pleased with who I am,
and what I have achieved.
I’ve had my tribulations,
and friends have me deceived.

But dark skies are seldom,
I find my life azure,
my nephews are my fortune,
my dreams they are my lure.

My search goes out among you,
of a boy who’ll meet my soul.
A genuine loving human,
not playing a shamfull role.

I crave for a boy that smiles,
with eyes that catch my heart.
I want to find my soulmate,
never mentally apart.

He could be sad and lonely,
feel bad from time to time.
We all have stormfull mornings,
but the sun will then align.

I want a boy with dreams,
a goal, a faith, a hope.
Believe in human kindness,
not the church, the priest, the pope.

I long for a body and soul,
with passion just like mine.
Curious, seeking, longing,
none of which decline.

Words that should describe him;
charming, cute and nice,
boyish, kinky, playful,
like an rowdy in disguise.

He should like joyful parties,
but not in every week,
but every once in a while,
we’ll take it to the peak.

He should believe in twosome,
I have no need for three.
But he should have his own life,
so we both could be as free.

Laughing makes life longer,
good humour he must hold.
Cause’ I refuse to find my love,
then live alone as old.

I have no need for descendants,
but I’ll consider if he wants.
He must be an open person,
so nothing within him haunts.

The person must love silence,
as important as the sound.
To hear eachothers heartbeats,
when thunder comes around.

I long for a placable person,
so we always can agree,
like when we do have troubles,
no enemies will be.

I wish for hugs and kisses,
solace, ‘n understanding,
This will go both ways,
without a part demanding.

I crave for someone’s body,
to smell, to touch, to feel
desire, lust, and pleasure,
Being without is so surreal.

I crave for someone good,
loyal, faithful, smart.
We both may be reserved,
but a date could be a start.

I hope that someone’s craving
for a person just like me.
May I be a desires object,
so the magic love could be.

These are wishes, no demands.
I’m affably in my deeds.
Just colouring the painting,
made by my needs.

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It might be I am dreaming,
all my life away.
But I have a faith inside me,
that he will appear someday.