Why Am I Single (by Reed Houston)
A lot of people ask me why I am single and if its by choice
As I begin to answer they hear it in my voice
Its not by choice I'm not afraid to take a chance...
Me...I'm single by circumstance...
What I wouldn't give for a woman that knew the meaning of reciprocity
That loved me with such ferocity
That my body would get weak
Each time I hear her speak
Always inspiring words
A virtuous woman of Proverbs
A lady in the streets a freak in the sheets
But not too many can comprehend that of which I speak
Add in some compassion and understanding
Comfort and console
Without being demanding
It should be about you and me
Not you as my enemy
Why challenge my authority
When I trust you and you trust me
When you know I want us to be the best we that we can be
But no one is hearing me...
I need love and affection
Understanding that it soothes more than my erection
I am restored emotionally and spirtually
Each time you give yourself to me
Someone that understands that sex renews our connection
Keeps us moving in the right direction
Eliminated the existence of secret confessions
As our love is strengthen with each session
I'm surprised at how many women have been deceived into believing that sex is just physical
Never exposed to the mental, emotional, and yes even spiritual
For this reason most can barely please me sexually
So how can you conceptually conceive or even believe you could be the woman that I need
I'm so much more than just a physical man
So it takes more than a physical woman to understand
I have a heart, a mind, a soul and you must know how to appeal to those
My complement...
My suppplement...
My everything when I feel like nothing
The Yin to my Yang
The comfort to my pain
The sun to my rain
Someone worthy of sharing my name...
If you hadn't noticed...
I possess above average intellect
I understand mutual respect
So above average is what I expect
Looking back in retrospect...
I sold myself short
I settled for less
I loved the wrong ones too hard
And found myself in a mess
Too much drama
Too much stress
Distressed and depressed
So now I focus on the simple things
The joy that life brings
I look beyond the depth of skin
In search of the beauty that resides within...
So now the standard is raised
Very selective on who I give praise
My pedestal is now reserved
For that special one that I deserve
No more time wasted chasing carbon copies
Of empty promises and inflated dreams
I need a woman that means what she says
And says what she means
That can see me for me
The good, the bad, and everything in between
A woman that I can proudly call Queen
That understands submission
And knows I still seek her permission
Because together we are on a mission
To become something greater than ourselves
No longer you and me
But us and we
And we partake on this journey
Together...forever
But where do I find such
Everyone has been hurt so much
Blinded by the past
No concept of making love last
It's all about playing before getting played
So only fake love is displayed
Get what you can and then get out
And people wonder why I look at relationships with doubt
Someone that can get with my energies
That can understand the inner me
That makes my thoughts her playground
Understands my ups and downs
A master at creating smiles from frowns
Loves me in public or when no one else is around
Through thick and thin
Good and bad
Even through the ugly...she stays down
My better half
The one that makes me laugh
Wipes away my tears
Erases my fears
Restores my soul
Someone I can hold
That finds her place in me
Someone I can give myself to totally...
So even though I get asked this all the time...
Your guess is as good as mine...
All that is not given, is lost ~ Indian Proverb



