About myself and my ideal match:
I send you my hello from Poland, my future beloved man! I know you are reading these lines now and still hesitate: to write me letter or not? Certainly, sometimes it`s hard to make a serious step, even if you feel that it`s right, even if you are sure: this will make my life complete, happy and bright. Yes, it`s kinda scary, moreover when from the photo at you looks a woman with confident stare of blue, seems like made of ice eyes. But I`m not An Ice Queen. My heart is full of passion, unspent love and care.
What makes me who I am? In fact, a woman, myself in particular, is a multifaceted and collective image. It is the energy of femininity in my voice, in my gaze, in every thought, in my movement and in my gait. I enjoy harmony in my thoughts and in my soul, in my body, in my life. In this way I will fill the missing harmony in the life of my future man, I believe. I am ready to give all of myself to the relationship, to devote the rest of my life to reach the depth of feelings of love, trust, reciprocity and respect.
Other facets of me I am ready to reveal only in person, it is not for everyone. I have accumulated a lot of tenderness and sensuality over the years of loneliness, I have not lost a drop, no fleeting romances.
The beginning of me in my thoughts, my continuation in my actions. On the whole, I can call myself a determined and successful woman. Of course I have self-confidence, I had to.you probably think I`m strong independent woman, that I have restive, stubborn and cheeky character? Well, on the business field I can and I should be like this. But in caring embraces, with a man who knows me I can be totally different. Such man I want for life (not for eternal virtual affair). So, if you only want to play and add me to your bucket list for fun - please, choose other object.
If with this I convinced you to look behind my exterior and find there not less beautiful soul, without ceremony write to me. Remember, he who seeks will always find, and the door will always open to him who knocks.
I`m waiting