Her: (Shy sparkle)
Me: "Are you showing off?"
Her: (Brilliant shine blinding my eyes)
Me: with a quiet smirk and a giggle, "That's ok".
She is very photogenic, even on her bad days. In fact sometimes on her bad days, when she is a rip roaring mess, a woman scorned from a lover gone astray, she is most beautiful. That is when I really like to capture her beauty. I am looking forward to those wild days in November. If u go there, can u hear her speak to you? If not, you should listen more closely. She speaks. She kisses. Sometimes she whispers. Sometimes she moans, a long dreary ghostly moan. Sometimes she laughs and giggles...sometimes she screams in anger. Her emotions are very much human like. Only more fatal. She can calm you with the lap of a kiss on your toes....or she can wrap her cold icy arms around you and pull you down into a dark murky grave. She is not one to be toyed with. Yet, I always seem to want to get a little closer...just to taste a little bit of that emotion....
