When you look at profiles, what do you see?

Half-naked bodies desperate for attention?
When you see them pose in front of the mcmansion?
Is that the crib of the homey's peeps?
Does your gaydar detector begin to beep?

Are flashy cars props to entice the materialistic?
Or a sign of the times that glorify the narcissistic?
So you like the guys with the hard chest
All tatted up with bulging biceps?

I love those poses behind the corporate desk?
Makes you think this person's not a hot mess?
They must have their stuff together?
All suited up looking debonair?

Snapping their own pics in the mirror?
Or eating out with friends at dinner?
Maybe professional poses from their photo shoot?
Or laying on the beach, perhaps anything will do?

Then you read their profile, with so much at stake.
If they smoke or do drugs, that you just can't take.
They don't want children, move on to the next?
Or take your chances and put them to the test?

They claim to be self-employed, but you have your doubts?
Are they even working, unemployed, or just bailed out?
Can't blame them for omitting their income.
That's personal but you hope they don't live in a slum.

How much educational achievement even matters?
But typos, poor grammar & spelling don't flatter.
The gold teeth definitely don't help.
But the pimp suits, really? They are something else.

How about the bad girl that tries to act innocent?
The eternally single dude scared of commitment?
Are they gun-shy from their divorce?
Maybe patience should be enforced.

So when you look at profiles, what do you see?
Dating is hard for those who are busy.
We search and we stop, as life gets in the way.
Then suddenly you realize, maybe I should just pray.

When you look at profiles, what do you see?

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