Gothikus is a 1/2 hour long documentary about the clothing styles, attitudes and beliefs of those who call themselves Goth. The music they listen to, the places they hang-out, the people they call friends. This film is unrated.
For fun and exercise for the last year I have been taking Tae-Kwon-Do, my son loves taking it with me as well. I have worked in the IT industry for the past eight years.
favorite hot spots:
There is an old quarry behind my condo that I like to go fishing at on lazy summer days. I also enjoy the night life, and the darker the bar, and the deeper the bass cranking out of the speakers the more I enjoy it.
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Emails from friends are about all I keep up with. I do write poetry, and have completed about 50 poems so far. They range from romantic to...you'll see
About me and what I'm looking for:
I am a very passionate, romantic, and masculine man. I believe that a woman should be treated with romance, passion, and respect.
I have included one of my poems below. If you truly feel yourself being swept away within my words, and wish for this type of treatment, passion and devotion to be bestowed upon you, then perhaps you are the woman I have been searching for.
The First Thousand Years
Submitted by Th0rn
It has been a thousand years since I have met you,
Since you made your presence known,
It was a lonely night a thousand years ago
That I first heard your tranquil tone.
The first time that I heard your voice
I was nearly trembling in fear,
For I knew I would die quite soon if unable to hold you near.
The first time that I heard your voice I knew my love would last,
For you see my sweet young maiden,
We have once met in the past.
It was a thousand years before this,
I had dranken too much wine,
I came across a secret garden
And met you my divine.
I worshipped you as a goddess
This much you did know,
But my love has grown stronger,
Since those thousand years ago.
My search has spanned the ages,
I being reborn many times,
If only so that I may still worship my goddess,
And sing her these few rhymes.
The next time that we meet
Will be soon and quite profound,
And whilst gazing into your eyes,
I will most likely not make a sound.
So I scribe these words of love for you,
And wish that you were here,
I desire you sweet maiden,
And can’t wait to hold you near.
When I can complete this task
These thousand years of longing you,
Will seem to disappear.