I'm out of place. I feel awkward and clumsy. She smiles sincerely enough. I can't help but wonder what her plump lips taste like. She tilts her head as she smiles with teeth that seem almost too large for her mouth. Her mocha brown eyes are warm and inviting. Strangely set a bit far apart and somewhat bulbous. Taken in pieces her imperfections might seem somewhat damaging. Taken as a whole she is a work of art. Created with such skilled perfection she almost seems unreal. Each imperfection perfect in its manifestation. Her warm inviting charm speaks of elegance. Not the high society nose in the air Im better then you type. No it is a genuine grace born deep within her true beauty. Her magnificent soul. Her sincerity and friendliness is disarming. I'm sure I said "Hi" first. Yet since that first confirmation of existence it seems she is the instigator. For all the physical attraction that first drew me, it pales in comparison to the draw of her engaging personality holds over me. Where I once wondered what her hips would feel like under my hands I now wonder what her wants and dreams are. I wonder what are her dark secret thoughts. And do they echo my own? More importantly how can I find out.
Though our conversations may be short on substance they are so magnetic I am keen to learn more. If only a tidbit or a trifle. Either would be cherished more then treasure. The reward would be far greater then any physical pleasure could manifest. Dare I hope a friendship? The engaging creature projects such confidence and strength of character, that she seems to have wisdom beyond her slender years. A wary wisdom born from previous hardships and abuse but turned not to malice but to grace. Wisdom so ingrained she doesn't appear the foolish girl so many of her peers play in hopes to attract this weeks mate. Perhaps this is just a wriers speculation based on incomplete facts or flights of fancy.Regardless she is such an intriguing muse.
Dare I know more? Will it confirm my allusions or shatter them? The more I learn the more mortal she may become. Perhaps just a bit more to find that clever flaw. The one that moves her from god status to demigod status. That chip in character that makes this elegant creature almost human. The muse. Inspiration to Art and Literature. The heroine everyone admires and yet can relate to. The person we all strive to become. A genuine person of warmth elegance and grace. one with a gift of inner beauty that overwhelms and lays impotent her outer beauty.