THIS IS NOT A CONFESSION, BUT...

You don't need to understand me at a glance.
You need to feel me. Slowly. With interest. Without fear.

I don't play "mysterious" - I just don't open up to those who ask boring questions.
If you ask, "What are you into?" - you're not mine anymore.
But if you can look at me as if I'm a challenge, art and adventure in one body... Then maybe you'll get into my personal game.

I don't demand. I choose.
Not by height. Not by status. But by energy, by look, by how you can be a man not in words, but in actions.

So no, I'm not complicated. I'm just real.
And if you're not afraid of such a woman - try to be a man who can handle it. Not with character. But with my taste for life