Low And Behold. Real Men Do Exist.

He rides in on his white mustang. He is the one you can hear yards away. You can hear the clanging of the steeds shoes as they trot proudly on the sidewalk. You can hear the females swoon. Which is followed shortly by the thump that echoes as they faint when he smiles upon them. He finds his satisfaction in the eyes of daughters. Their approval and lustful gazes are his motivation. Being faced with a challenge is merely a game, and openly accepted. It is an act that he has rehearsed and knows inside and out, backwards and forwards. He knows just how to win them over. How to stroke their arm during a friendly conversation, make just the right amount of eye contact and how to keep their stare upon him as he exits a room and glances over his shoulder only to match their pupils to his. Executed to perfection. Another success, another victim to his charm.
He walks the streets in his statement shoes. Quiet and artsy. Humble and searching. He brushes shoulders with the charmer and apologizes, hardly looking up from his shoes. Not because he is intimidated, rude, or complacent. He is just focused, kind, meek. His eyes are the ones she desires. While many are chasing this so called man on his horse, she can see that he is only a reproduction, a carbon copy of the stereotype that exists in this world. Nothing that would interest her. But this other, he is a man. The real kind. Built with humility, selflessness, rooted in love. His heart is locked into the all the things that have been forgotten. So many attributes have fallen by the waste side in this world, they have been trampled on, ignored, scrutinized, but he has uncovered them. The true man has discovered what exists amongst the forgotten, that which has been thrown to the dogs. With carefulness he has cleaned them, with diligence he has studied them and with perseverance he has practiced them. It runs within his veins and she is drawn into his uniqueness, his mystery. His shoes are worn and tired. It isn’t easy to be what so many are not. And as charmer falls off his high horse, the other one picks him up and shows him how to walk. So he leads by example. Placing one foot before the other. Determined, yet conscious. Never claiming to be perfect or pretending he has is all together. For he is as real as they come. For he is a man.