whispers in the ?

there she sits 

across the room

her profile entirely graceless

her eyes

her lips

the soft curves of her body.

repeated exclamations of her efortless beauty

she denies,

unbelieveing.

i love you

she averts her eyes

blushes

she says,

i love you more

the moments of silence

pleasantly empty

comforting

but yet i ask,

what have i done 

to deserve this?

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this reminds me of someone i work with, one of my colleagues...she has such a wispy beauty and softness about her...electric...and yet she considers herself so humbly...makes her more beautiful.