To my future friend,

Greetings, you're obviously a thoughtful and loving person to even take the time to read this, that's such a wonderful quality and I look forward to meeting you. A "loving person"... what does that really mean and what's love anyway? I believe loves an action and a feeling. The action of love is giving, not taking. The best thing is that if love's an action, loves also a choice; therefore, every day I can choose to love you and give you my love regardless of what happens to me. I cannot "fall out of love", I can only choose to be selfish and stop giving my love away. Loves also a feeling but it isn't just in ourselves, but it's the feeling we generate in someone else. Our love caused someone else to feel loved and if we are lucky then who am I? I'm athletic (6'2, 180lbs) I'm 53 years old and firmly believe that age is just a number. My love languages are "touch" and "acts of service". I love to sing, garden, swing dance, play cards, travel and do just about anything sport. I've started dabbling in poetry recently.

Here's an example:

These stone walls surround me; they keep me in a pen. Each day I think I might get out, then look, I'm in again.
The walls are high and thick; they're sold and they're cold.
Built with one grand purpose, a person within they hold.
These walls were built to keep me in, but also to keep others out.
We feel so safe in the world today, with big stone walls about.
But these walls of which I speak, they must be torn apart.
For they're not the walls of a city or a cell, but the walls around my heart.

I'm currently serving a life sentence charged with the death of my wife, and when she died, I built that wall around my heart. After years of pain and grief, I was able to tear it down and I'm looking for someone else who has broken their wall.