Must I?

(I woke from a dream with the start of lyrics and tune to a song, on the morning of Sunday, June 9, 2013.  Thank you Melatonin.  I don’t sing, but I do blog.  Enjoy.)

Must I?

Date him for you? (Your man of quality, monogamy, sincerity, honesty.)

Must I?

Hold his hand for you? (Across the table, not just in the safe zone, but anywhere. Any time.)

Must I?

Ask him for you? (For coffee, for lunch, to meet for a glass of wine or margarita. About his family, his dog, his dream of perhaps having children someday.)

Must I?

Compliment him for you? (About his sparkling blue eyes. His smile. His thoughtfulness and manners with the wait staff.)

Must I?

Call him for you? (Avoiding email, texting, and sexting even. Hearing his voice, after a long day of work, or before his much-anticipated brunch with friends. Hoping you’ll soon soon be spending Sundays together.)

Must I?

Agree to the 2nd date for you? (Knowing you’ll both be more relaxed, casually dressed, comfortable in talking, and getting to know each other. From most embarrassing moments, to career goals, to learning about friends and family and those that inspired him. And perhaps sharing your own journey in coming out.)

Must I?

Must I be the conduit for the entire traditional courting and dating experience? Something so new for most gay men. A pioneering opportunity for men to meet other men also seeking a long-term relationship. With a discreet, dignified, sophisticated and refreshing process of organic introductions based on compatibility.

Or. May I solely play the important role of the certified matchmaker? The one to serve as a professional catalyst for quality introductions? That’s the role for which I am best and most appropriately suited. You, my dear, can and should direct the rest of the process. It’s your life, and your future romance. And know that we’re here to coach, council and assist with the steps you may find challenging. So. Must I dial my toll-free number for you? Really?