Unicorns Anonymous

It is horribly unsettling to discover at 38, that actually, you do have a 'type'. Implausible, totally galling, and not a little scary. Should I be grateful that I'm a late bloomer, having saved several years of frustrated resignation in not finding my type? or just feel excessively sheepish for all the times I've returned uncomprehendingly blank stares at that question?
The truly galling bit of course is the fact that apparently what I seek is not a man, but a mythical being. My unicorn. A steaming, bubbling cauldron of all the best bits of the men I've known (and no, I'm not referring to just the rude bits!). Correction. The truly galling bit is to suffer the wisdom of knowing a broomstick, entrails, pixie dust and a rabid imagination (yes, I am a woman of vast resources) won't see me bareback on one....(I once watched {at an impressionable age} with an abiding fascination a Tamil film where a pawing, galloping stallion took over the screen every time the damsel bit her lip with increased proximity to the hero's generous body hair).. yet I still yearn.
There is much to be said about the sheer pleasure of a physically big man - few things compare to being enveloped by a man taller and broader than you, by arms that can wrap around you effortlessly. Granted, it's one of the very few ways that a woman with my size and disposition can empathise with the words delicate, feminine or fragile, and I rather enjoy the novelty, to say nothing of the sheer relief of not having to worry about misaligned bones or bruises if you play too rough!
Hi, my name is Apara. My Unicorn..... I can almost see him, feel his breath, the warmth of his body, the sound of his laughter, the weight of his large frame, the unconventional perspectives', the taste of his skin, the thoughtful little notes and gestures, the rough touch of his hands, the streak of evil, the tug of his teeth, his generosity of spirit. Passionate, well read, well travelled, articulate, funny, sensual, opinionated, inventive, principled (in his own way!), intense, playful, a bit of a rascally scumbag, big hearted, indulgent (of life and it's pleasures), open minded (but not so open that his brain might fall out), physical, unconventional (a little strange even), sometimes uncontrolled, strong, alpha male. Sexually dominant but willing to experiment.... err, where were we? Oh yes. My Unicorn.
Height. 6'1"-6'3". Colour. Don't care. Looks. Don't care (although I do have a thing for an aquiline nose). Religion. Don't care (better if he didn't either). Age. Don't care (really, as long as you don't remind me of my parents..... or godchildren). Children. Don't care. Wife. Don't care. Occupation. Don't care (but alpha males seldom cut hair). Financial status. Don't care, (money never hurts, but I really rather you didn't move in with me). What?! Marked down at Selfridges X'mas fantasy section??? You don't say :)