You look into her brown eyes.
Beauty doesn't even begin to explain what they mean to you. Her eyes allow you to open your heart to her. And pore out your soul.
Her skin so soft, delicate to the touch, lightly tanned. When she touches you, it is comfortable bringing you peace of mind and the feeling that everything will be made better.
If you touch her lips. They feel moist and sweet. Brushed against your own would cause your body to feel numb and joy to flush against your tingling skin.
You look into her brown eyes. And begin to speak, then realize she was never looking at you.
Copyright 2002 by Markus Samual