the man without a woman has a dog he hates, a phone that never rings and an empty seat across his table. he's immersed in his book as he sucks on a straw in his tall glass of blended cantaloupe. if you see him you'd almost swear he's incredibly content. if you pass by him you'd almost believe he's enjoying his time. if you stare at him you'd also see him smile, a most subtle little twitch at the corner of his lips. but then you'd most likely never see him or pass by him and most definitely never ever stare at him. the man without a woman is invisible in your world; he lives in one of his own, a world without women.
the man without a woman is peaceful. he's in no rush. he's observant, patient and tolerant. if you talk to him you'll find he's articulate and friendly. he'll listen. if you trust him you'll be most comfortable sharing your deepest secrets with him. if you judge him he'll just smile and support your argument, never picks on you to get even. only that you won't talk to him. you'll never trust him and you wouldn't ever get to judge him. the man without a woman never talks to anyone. he has nothing to talk about.
the man without a woman is a decent man. he doesn't lie and never cheats. if you get to know him you'll revise your perceptions of the male specimen. if you learn about his past you'd feel most affectionate towards him. if you hear his stories you'll almost like him more than you've ever liked anyone in your life. of course you'll never get to know him, and no matter how much you try you'll never understand how he became the man without a woman. he's the ultimate stranger, a total alien, an element of his own.
the man without a woman is happy although you'll never know. he's got a story you'll never read. he's got a vision you can't begin to understand. he knows so much he needs not think. the man without a woman could be the king. could be god. could be anything; only he isn't. the man without a woman doesn't care. he's utterly indifferent.
nothing ever matters, nothing, to the man without a woman.
Beautiful! The man without a woman can write even better.
wow.........what an atmosphere surrounded.you gave a full imagination.but i have to add the man without woman is mysterious too!he always seems to have a great secret:)