About me
I'm a retired electronics engineer, who is friendly, reliable, and mild mannered. I'm into hiking, canoeing, birding, and nature photography. I enjoy listening to classical music, and reading. I'll read almost anything, but lately, it's been historical novels. I write some poetry, but generally only for my own entertainment, and I'll never claim to write good poetry (see below). When I'm tense, I fire up my forge, and do some blacksmithing. Hammering on red hot steel is almost as good a stress reliever as is cuddling. I live on 4-1/2 acres of woods that I'm restoring to a natural condition. The work is brutal, but it keeps me young.
The reason that I (as a married man) am here, is that sadly, my wife suffers from Alzheimer's Disease, and completely rejects all cuddling. I find myself totally starved for human touch.
I like to cuddle because it is very relaxing, relieves stress, and it makes me feel good. Hopefully, it will do the same for the woman I'm cuddling with.
Whoever you are reading this, it's highly likely that you are very much younger than I am. I assure you that I can cuddle every bit as well as a man half my age. I am far less likely to attempt to violate your boundaries than he is, and I am in need of cuddling just as much as he is.
Fully vaxed and boosted.
I decided to write a poem to express my feelings about cuddling.
To Cuddle
To cuddle, to touch is to be alive.
Without touch we lose a bit of life.
In touching another, we can thrive.
That touch mitigates all our strife.
To hold another person in my arms.
Or be firmly nestled into theirs.
To be enchanted by their charms,
Shall surely melt away our cares.
Loneliness will most surely vanish.
Our fright and fears will be no more.
All our worries we now can banish.
We can purge the feelings we abhor.
We may be permitted a gentle caress.
The temptation to kiss, we do suppress.