After taking a break from the hunt

I was told it was time.

They said

a Gemini in his prime

was a match for my temper,

an option to be tried.

Most other types

had been tested

failed

and long forgotten.

The last one

who was quite like me,

who quite liked me, was done and gone

a year before.

It was time, I agreed.

The Gemini man

was handsome and tall.

Big hands, and most important

of all, I admired his hunger.

He took me to meet his mother,

but in the end

he was not unlike the others.

I was beginning

to wonder why I bother.

Still, I refused to give in.

So I joined the internet

dating site.

My best smile

was on display

for the world to enjoy.

My students found it

before I found anyone, though.

I heard the end of it

in the end, thank God.

-A hungry heart

is a nuisance you know.