biological bluetooth
It started with me seeing someone I knew. It followed that I went over to speak to her, and it followed that I met her.
How strange we humans are, that we find someone attractive based on almost nothing. I could not tell you at the time why or how, but suddenly I became utterly interested in her, dark hair pushed back by a green cloth band and large sunglasses hiding her expressions from me. She must have wondered why I kept peering at her, but I needed to see what secret messages were playing on her eyes, whether she was feeling this strange juju cooking up between us.
Was that slow smile a confirmation or were you just trying to think of something to say?
I barely even know you, and yet I find myself strangely pre-occupied by you. You're just sitting in my thoughts despite our brief conversation, and further investigation into your online profile revealed many a varied taste. Apparently, she likes singing and dancing, and yet she belongs to a political club and has quotes from politicians and poets in her profile, among a rather intriguing hint that she may be a blogger.
Perhaps that's what it was, my inner longing for someone else with hidden inner doors.
My curiosity is insatiable, questions abound and desire is endless, and yet, I barely know her.
Friday, March 16, 2007
Pique
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