Addict
Even when she speaks you won’t hear the depth of her words. A woman who is quiet even when she speaks. Each day you yearn to read another page of her body//mind. The kind of woman to catch you with her looks but to steal you away with her soul. Not many can hear her but when you learn to, you’ll never want to stop. Life is different for her. She finds beauty in the darkness of the night and lights the path with the shadows of her heart. Talking to her is different. Laughing with her is different. Sex with her is new everytime; she’ll open up a little more with each kiss if it’s genuine. She’s different. She listens and remembers. She’s the best kind of friend. She knows the meaning of affection and passion and doesn’t let modern views scew the beauty in them. But I must warn you to take her slowly. She’s the kind of drug to give you a high that consumes you.
