Let me be frank and explicitly state
The qualities of a man I’d love to date: 
He who writes and appreciates the art
He who’s loving and has a big heart
One I could engage with in interesting conversations,
about life and death with no reservations
He who reads and reads and reads
He who truly knows how to take the lead
His music taste syncs well with mine
His dressing sense is dapper and fine
An avid sports fan would also be great
and he’d eat up all the leftovers on my plate
He has to be knowledgeable; in fact it’s a must
He has to be one whom I know I could trust
We would frolic the streets of Paris in sunshine and rain
and then to London & New York & beautiful Spain
So where do I find this perfect man? Do I sit and wait?
Is he somewhere out there waiting for me instead?
“My dear, do know that the one you’d eventually meet,
would never be all that but still makes you feel complete.”