- I am
- 71 yr-old man seeking woman, 50-65
- Last online
- Online now
- 6' 1" (185 cm)
- Body Type
- Hair Color
- Salt & Pepper
- Eye Color
- Some College
- Marital Status
- Has kids
- Yes, they are over 18
- Wants kids
- No, but love my grand kids
- Woman | 50-65 yrs
- Within 300 miles of Alicante, Valenciana Spain
- Long-term Dating
- 5' 2" (157 cm) to 5' 10" (178 cm)
- Body Type
- Slim/Slender, Average
- Wants kids
- No, but welcome yours
More About Me
Congenial type of guy, happy go lucky doesn't sweat things too much. Like to keep some sort of fitness as I like a beer but not the belly. Not an argumentative sort of person as to be honest it resolves nothing and causes stress.
I do a bit of writing, the odd short story and poetry which I have posted on this site, would like to do something more serious but too busy enjoying life!.
I am ex Navy so have tats, if these offend you then pass on by, no big deal.
Suppose I am old school in my ways, hate rudeness and arseholes, but have a young look and youthful outlook.
Drop me a line if you wish, I always reply, friends most welcome espcially poetry or writing peeps or artistic types, its good to share, but you will NEVER get a bit of my Crunchie bar, but I would give you my last Malteser!!, shows what a good guy I am.
Realise my pic is a bit old and will update sometime, but at least its in colour!!.
have a good day!.
Have a joke!
A man walks into a pet shop and asks if he has any goldfish
The shop man replies " sure, would you like an Aquarium?"
The man replies "Who gives a shit when it was born?"
More about my Match
I suppose as a Pisces then dreaming of emotional poetry which portrays feelings and emotions is my way. I enjoy writing what I call "out of the box". Hope you all have a good life and find what you may seek.
The letter lay alone
In a mailbox red with rust
Its loneliness apparent
By the layers of forgotten dust
The envelope tinged yellow
As time wished to show its age
The corners bent and crinkled
As if it tried to escape the cage
But love is not your kingdom
When the castle has no moat
And passion will never sail
When rejection sank the boat
So once again his eyes did cast
Upon the bleak and yellowed note
That lay within the mailbox
Seeming to bear a cruel wry gloat
It bore no stamp or postmark
That sense of barren to the mind
Yet it smelt so slightly scented
The sense of an emotional bind
He clasped it tightly to his chest
In pleading hope of a stirring rush
But love will still lie unrequited
When devotion is a one way crush
Retired and very happy about it!!.
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