Looking

I am not searching for a man to beat down my doors
nor do I want a smooth talker to come slithering into me at night.
No, I am looking for love.

I do not want a man who only has pretty words
nor a man who doesn't know how to speak at all.
No, I am looking for love.

I am not searching for a man who only offer me an income
nor do I want just another mouth to feed.
No, I am looking for love.

I am looking for my equal, a partner,
and a man to get lost in conversations with.
Yes, I am looking for more then love.

I want a man who can recite anything from Peter Pan to Emerson
and a man who doesn't have to say anything at all
because we just get each other.

I want a man who will take me dancing in an elegant ballroom
and a smoke filled bar next door just the same.
Yes, I am looking for love.

I am searching for a man who stands tall
even when I throw curve balls at him for fun.
Yes, I am looking for the one who sticks.

I am looking for the man who will not walk out that door
no matter how difficult life becomes, 
no matter how complicated it will be before he even walks in that door.

I am looking for my perfection, the one who will fit
not a man just to have.
No, I am looking for love.