A List

~A List

You see I've got this list
of what I want in a partner
I've dated curly haired Anime-fanatics,
who dress up like Sephiroth at conventions,
aristocratic pot heads who have bird noses,
musical theater buffs whose houses smell of marlboros and laundry,
I liked guys with guitars,
a tenor who taught himself piano,
a white rapper whose heart rested on a Beatles album
someone who could appreciate the Galveston sunrise,
someone who would bear my mediocre singing
when I tried to compose melodies on guitar,
I've dated older men
dependent on Ambien and adorned with acne scars,
I've crushed on the quiet guy in English class who
read Terry Prachett, and was the only one who raised his hand,
aside from me,
Atheists, casual religious piety, and conservative
Episcopalians who grew up on wooden kneelers,
pursued them all, never was really pursued myself,
buff guys with anger issues,
even a girl who couldn't decide which gender she wanted,
going through all that,
I've made a list,
a long one,
of do's and don'ts to look for
-must like rats, Star Trek, Modest Mouse and Coffee
-must have as deep of an appreciation for socks as I do
-must love watching sunrises/sunsets
the list goes on, for pages on end
but most of all,
I want
a guy with a list as big as mine,
so at night, when we're weaved in each others arms
we can laugh
at how
we don't match each others.