To my dear orange princess

The slow sombre air is stifling
I wish sometimes it would be more exciting
There are no women in the room
Only females
I do not gaze upon any of these females with lust or attraction
I return to my much more exciting book
Suddenly a presence enters the room
I look up confused and my mouth drops wide open
There she stands the most beautiful thing that there can be
She stands there in an orange dress
Not suited for occasions such as this
But she makes it fit
Its perfect for her body
Her smile
Her glasses
Her hair
She is perfection
And I stare
She is so vivacious my heart starts beating so loud I expect people to look towards the sound
I continue staring at this beautiful creature
She looks at me then with a smile of bemused etiqutte she wonders what im doing
With a shock I realize she does not realize the beauty that she is blessed with
this is a travesty beyond comprehension
I will show her how her smile brightens the day
How her curve entices men
How her lips enchant every living creature on earth
I will show her or die trying
I will show her the orange princess