she is silent
but the resonance of her vocal chords is melodious.
she is distant
but she cares so deeply she cannot help but pique an interest.
her hands not always steady
but the way she touches my skin with heat and purpose.
her eyes searching mine
but they engulf me with rush, like a warm water spring on a cold winter night.
her soul is pure and blinding
but i am the lucky one, considering i get to feel its warmth for now.