You Sit before me and I stare in amazement at your beauty, such innocent, natural beauty. Your cheap nailvarnish all chipped off your bitten fingernails and your eyeliner smudged beneath those astounding, delicate eyelashes.
What tales you tell me and what gossip you laugh about I have no idea. For I am caught in a spell just watching the movement of your cracked, dry lips as they form your words.
Staring at such a bright light of intelligence it hurts my eyes, and I wonder, am I the only one to be honoured by the relaxed persona you adapt to given the right moment, the right setting?
Your hair dried out from hair dye and the black clothes you adorn your body with only amplifies your unrivalled beauty. Your troublesome mind intrigues me and pulls me deeper into this coccoon where only you and I exist.
And of course you are completely and utterly unaware of this impact you have upon me. If you were ever to imagine this world that I describe, it would blemish the chastity of it all... |
