I am still looking for love
Panning the rushing streams of desire
Sifting through silt of settling fantasies

I spend the day, knee deep in the dating pool
Sorting sand of promises from stones of passion
Plucking gems out of piles of possibility

I am a prospector of love
My eyes are drawn to glints of temptation
Fools gold tempts me into fruitless pursuits

I spend the night under a sky of white diamonds
My refuge is a ramshackle hut of self-confidence
Patched together with mismatched wood of values

I dedicate each day to my search
Find just enough nuggets to hold unto my claim
The one acre plot of my hope

My reward is carats of reciprocated love
Moments of brilliant clarity
Translucent stones of beauty

I am a gold digger of love
A grizzled veteran of heartache
Dedicated to the pursuit of a crown jewel relationship



**Dedicated to:
Ophelia, my diamond
Drea, my ruby
Demosthenes, my sapphire
Old SouL, pure gold
stitch, my emerald

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