†ђξ Virgin

Who is she? What is her name? I dare not write it, nor does my heart dare τ̲̅ȍ speak it, for in its meaning it conveys beauty & at its utterance it sets fire τ̲̅ȍ the senses.
Oh, but the beauty of the gods!
When she smiles you're forced τ̲̅ȍ smile too, as though with †ђξ radiance which emits thus, you're assured of a future of bliss & no pain.
Oh, but d innocence behind that smile! It is as though †ђξ world is free & nothing can go wrong...
Then, she stands τ̲̅ȍ take a walk, you are conscious of those small pointed breasts as they appear in perfect proportion τ̲̅ȍ her slim frame which tapers towards a models waist & a flat belly.
Then at the waist,you're shocked again. For with a curve that would have made Andromeda jealous, her derriere reaches out and curves with such luscious lines, you gasp for breath. Then she walks away swinging her hips τ̲̅ȍ the rhythm of a silent primal beat..the walk is not forced, it is not learned, it's natural.
You keep on staring & suddenly it seems she has noticed, for she suddenly turns with an amused tilt τ̲̅ȍ her head & a mischievous smile on her lips. Her face is smooth & fair, her eyebrows are full & dark.
Then you see her eyes! and d world stops..
Behind those long lashes are dark pools that promise
desire & yet reveal chastity. You long τ̲̅ȍ drown in them, yet you fear τ̲̅ȍ tarnish their purity. You long τ̲̅ȍ know their secrets, τ̲̅ȍ feel their pains & their joys & their fears. You long to love them.. She blinks slowly & her eyelids flutter & open again. It is not on purpose but it sends a shiver of anticipation down your spine τ̲̅ȍ rest in your bowels & a now familiar stirring rises in your groin.
She smiles again & resumes her walk, then you realise you've been holding your breath.
Oh lord, you sigh, she's beautiful.
And it's true.