Cultivating Affection.
Lacking desire to be one doing what is expected. routines, and appearance, her attitude, is anticipated by those with everything that the covet acquired without care for such priceless treasure. Ignorantly in denial living life without knowing how to cherish weightless Pockets empty of coveted trophies.

As beautiful as she is, curves compared only to river bends inside with smooth stones. adorn to delight. Always a red dress is worn when called upon as a night reminder that she's such a rare sight, eristable and confident. words of hollow affection full of empty meaning go unheard.

Eyes locked together, emotions are put away, at least the best they are safely guarded by walls built of self conscious thoughts. Such effort forces the need to pretend. Always on alert he isn't aware of all the forces a woman as powerful as she comes to bare. Only have I respect that she is one of a kind never to be created the same again. developing insecurities that hold back unclouded acceptance for those she knows. There clearly is no integrity within known people. She knows that next person, she can not...