A faded romantic Dominant with a love of all things beautiful and a taste for the darkly sensual and decadent.
A lover of music, food and wine, literature, theatre, film and art.
A writer. Though not a good one. Of novels, shorts stories, songs and poetry. The written word is my joy and my curse.
I am tall, silver haired, slender with piercing hazel/blue eyes and long, sensitive hands. I am neither handsome nor unattractive. I am a realistic dreamer, an idealistic pragmatist. I am a sexually dominant but patient and sensual lover.
I adore intelligent, elegant, independent, beautiful women .
I am not young. I am faded and fading.
But if the music is playing, and the wine is good, and the stars are shining bright in a soft velvet night sky, and the light falls on me just right, then you might see the man who could break hearts.
Well, if you have a very good imagination anyway ...
Many of my ‘songs I like but you might not have heard’ posts are from fairly recent times.
This one is different. It goes all the way back to 1969. It is Fleetwood Mac in one of its early line ups, long before the ‘Rumours’ Buckingham and Nicks days.
When I came across it for the first time at some point much later, it was like an electric shock. It seemed to have been written about me.
Shall I tell you about my life
They say I’m a man of the world
I’ve flown across every tide
And I’ve seen lots of pretty girlsI guess I’ve got everything I need
I wouldn’t ask for more
And there’s no one I’d rather be
But I just wish that I’d never been born
And I need a good woman
To make me feel like a good man should
I don’t say I’m a good man
Oh, but I would be if I could
I could tell you about my life
And keep you amused I’m sure
About all the times I’ve cried
And how I don’t want to be sad anymore
And how I wish I was in love
