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By RomanticMechanic Date: 2003 Oct 13 Comment on this Work [[2003.10.13.05.39.7034]] |
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She wasn't someone you would notice in a crowd in fact even alone by herself, she was somewhat bland. Funny how all of that changed after I got to know her. How sad that most men never took the time. But then again, how lucky for me that they didn't. My initial attraction to her was intellectual. She knew so much about so many topics. Her depth of knowledge made the past ladies in my life look superficial. She fascinated me with every thought she shared with me. In the beginning, the thought of a romance between us, was the last thing on my mind. I knew that I wanted to see her again, and that I wanted to be her friend forever. But there was no chemistry at first, and I never thought there would be. Boy did that change. The days led to weeks and then to months. My attitude and mood at work led the other guys to thinking that I was having a red hot affair. Every day, they accused me of getting laid. But I wasn't. I was so excited about her. Each day gave me new reasons to live. At night, I had trouble sleeping - and when I did - I dreamt of her. Her radiance glowed brighter each time that I saw her. I began to feel like a little boy again, exploring the woods and finding candy treats everywhere. She made me feel special in so many ways. A spark ignited in my soul when she would look at me. Her laughter tickled my ears in a soothing, hypnotic, tranquil quell like the pealing and chimes of a little bell. I would sit back and watch her, like a star studded movie unfolding before my eyes. Her kindness and generosity for others, was a constant reminder of what a treasure I had found. Each day, and each night, she grew more beautiful in my eyes. The plain and bland became provocative and spicey. She grew from a beige bashful blossom into a radiant ripened rose - Right before my eyes a most pleasant sweet surprise. |