i love Turkey, i would spill my blood for Turks because i think that much of them, i have honor beyond many, i have fire that is a burning and invisible aura that surrounds my heart, i search for one ,who thinks they may be capible of love. it starts of course with a glance , it won't be hard i see a common thread in all Turkish women and i'm very open to a dream with one, i'm american.scottish and one third american indian from both sides.which has alot to do with sensitivity ,I think turks respect good people and honor.but a good heart they really admire. I can see it in the eyes mine speak too. its why i'm pushing the envelope.i spent the last ten years knowing, loving turkey and know the cultural enviornment as shifting as its been its a place very much alive and breathing in me.my son is 7 and a turk.i'm a good dad,and good man, know how much love i have to offer it makes me protective of the one it ends up with because i can feel theyre pulse beating with mine. because that one constent is that my heart belongs with a women wispering in my ear and holding it, i'd feel right. you carress that thought, , because my heart is to good to pass around but i'm willing to wait and look, i'm looking for something real,willing to give me for it,not selfish,i'm real,strong of honor and had to update this to clearify. that the imperfections prior to edit were due to a flow of emotional thought.i tend to be alittle deep thinking.