Her natural body fragrance overcoming my senses. She’s so intelligently exquisite. The way she talks, the animated limbs stimulating her point. Strands of hair falling over her face, her cute nose highlighting her face, enhancing her delicious lips. What a fiery, determined activist!
Its incredible to meet someone who’s so fucking passionate about her work, her opinions, and the loads of issues burning in her mind, eager to erupt at a moment’s notice.
What’s rare nowadays is someone’s ability to listen, talk, and argue for the sake of conversation. I find it completely sexy, the way she talks and occasionally interrupts to understand better or merely to squeeze her points across. I’ve not had such a discussion for a long time. A discussion for the love of discussing.
Intriguing, so mysterious yet sometimes so predictable. Yes, I am a bloody good judge of character but she brings sunshine to any conversation and arguments. How tempting for me to hug her and to tell her that I’m secretly her admirer.
Admire her? Yes completely. One day I shall come out of this cocoon (and anxiety) and declare that to her, to her face. One day.
What a jealous.