She runs her fingers through her hair

Until it becomes a wild cloud of tangles about her face

An explosion of dark hair creating a faint halo

Casting lacy shadows across her lips

She walks past and wrenches my breath away

A painful exhalation lasting forever

She is wrapped in folds of fine dark silk

Austere beauty with a splash of hazel in her eyes

Her jasmine-scented essence elaborate and delicate

Glancing lightly across my senses

My mind is focused on her

The rest of the world peripheral

Disturbing yet distant

Lost in obscure vestiges of reality

I watch her step out into the light

And blossom into dance

Transforming into an exquisite sensual being

Eyes deep in hypnotic rhythms

Exhilarating and mesmerizing

I love her more than winds can carry

But we have never spoken in the real world

She has never looked my way

I close my eyes to dream
And my soul touches her