For me
A man for me
Knows how to respect women
and is not egotistic
when it comes to the success of her woman
A man for me has a LOT of patience and understanding
A man for me
is a man of his word
A man for me loves only a woman not women
A man for me
is someone
Who knows how to care
Not afraid to cry
Or show any emotion
A man for me
Is not afraid to show
He's human
A True Man
It isn't about fast cars or money in the bank, or how fast you can pull some bog eyed chick. It's not about impressing your mates by sinking a bottle of Malt then heading into work.
Having a huge cock isn't it at all, that simply means you've got a huge cock. It isn't about how big your pay check is, or how drop dead gorgeous your girlfriend is, or the flash bang whizz Bugatti Veyron your dad bought you.
It isn't about hanging out with superstars or how good you are in a fight. That's just way off the mark.
Neither does it matter a jot if you're an athlete or ride a Harley, or if you partake in some ludicrous BASE jumping activity while all your gang look on spouting "Whoa Man".
It isn't about what you do for a living or your penthouse flat with wall to wall Bang and Olufsen speakers.
It's about how you are, it's about the little things, it's about listening and learning and being supportive. It's about doing what matters and what's right. It's about honesty, loyalty, integrity, fidelity and taking your turn to do the shit jobs and still wear a smile.
It's about being the best you can be and not taking the easy way out.
It's about being a man.
The Man
Gentle kisses on my forehead before the sun steals one first.
Tells me truths I can scarcely hear, but calms all my fear.
Laughs with me and scoffs at my clumsiness as I chortle a bit myself.
Helps me get things down from the shelf.
Toils for a Scrooge nine til five. Abandons all ill feelings as he steps over the threshold of our dwelling place.
Smiles deceptively when he greets me at the door, and begins to outpour all the injustice that was done.
Tells me as he is watching me scatter about like a mouse, that was fun. When the savoury meal of flavour did run over his taste buds delight.
Holds me when the coons have their vicious fight.
Can manage finances and still shower me like a humble princess.
All I want is my fill when I gaze into his almondesque eyes. I wish there was more time, Oh, how it flies.
