Little Fire In Her Eyes.

Little Fire In Her Eyes.

No Words Spoken.

Gaze Reveals,

But

Not A Word Spoken.

Cardamom Sachet,

Butcher's Twine,

Hair Blows,

So

Delicately

In,

The Morning

Breeze.

Finest Silk,

This Fabric,

Texture,

So Smooth To The

Touch,

Hangs So,

Effortlessly,

Clean Lines,

And

Gently,

Shapely Curves Of

Her Shoulders,

Strands Of

Hair,

Draped,

So Softly Over Her,

Well-Defined Mandible,

Finest Silk,

Chestnut Brown,

Slight Touch Of Red,

Earthy,

Composed,

Dressed Cleanly Over,

Textured,

Finest Silk.

Pause,

And Then A Quick,

Glance,

Plaid Shirt,

Well-Defined,

Shoulders,

Quiet,

Gaze,

Alluring,

Smile.

Gaze Meets Hers,

Quiet,

Peaceful Stare,

Time Slows,

Down,

But Does Not, Stop,

Chestnut,

Brown,

Looks Deeply Into Her

Eyes,

Little Dancing,

Flames,

Within.

Fascination,

Fixation,

Can't Turn,

Away,

Look, Look,

Again,

Hello,

Hello,

What Is Your,

Name?

Words Left, Unspoken.

Caught Between,

Stations,

Know Exactly To Where

I'm,

Headed,

No,

Destination,

Just

This,

X On The Map.

Little Fire In Her Eyes,

Words Left,

Unspoken.

Texture,

Composure,

The Finest Silk.