Ode To #148240

those eyes deserve a home

that glare and the stare

should fall on eyes

that reflect back

their passion and need

“I am a spontaneous, creative

and vivacious woman”

you've pasted your face in public,

as if stapled to a light pole in some

street, or in a run-down deserted saloon,

the jukebox still playing old favorites:

Elvis, the Pretenders and the occasional


as if making a plea: love me,

someone please love me.

someone 5'11 or taller,

47 or younger, drinks socially,

is trying to quit smoking

and, oh by the way,

lives within a 100 miles

of Los Angeles. hair

doesn't matter.

“I am intense, loyal, genuine…

sooo much more than a pretty face”

all the stops are out. 37 isn't just

a number anymore. $37 for a pair of jeans,

a bottle of wine, a pair of shoes.

but thirty seven years is already

half a lifetime, and the other half

quite uncertain.

“youthful, likes to laugh and

be around positive people”

you're not alone number one

four eight, two four o,

who acted in a Molière play once!,

who loves Gandhi, watching the stars,

Lucy reruns, and buying shoes.

you're all of us.

those peering, yearning,

burning eyes

deserve a home.

it must be.

Meet Iranian Singles

Iranian Singles

Recipient Of The Serena Shim Award

Serena Shim Award
Meet your Persian Love Today!
Meet your Persian Love Today!