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I have noticed her many times. I have spoken of her diving into deep conversation and told of her desireable faults. There is such a thing. A beauty so consuming that it swallows your world. Skin so soft that it feels of silk. I have spoken of all of these. Still when I notice her I can only wish that I had touched her soul.
Bringing her to tears of joy seems not enough. Confronting her perfection face to face seems not enough. If only you could touch a soul with your hand, then I would feel fulfilled. It is ironic that I can't feel completely fulfilled after coming in contact with such a wonder. But the closer I get the farther I feel, for I don't know how to reach one step closer.
Her silk is so close to me sometimes, that I am afraid it's warmth might tinge my rough skin. Then on a second thought, what a tinge that would be. Would a beautiful scar. I believe I am consumed in heart and a warmth I can not see. Maybe that is what I have missed all this time. Maybe that is her soul.

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I have noticed her many times. I have spoken of her diving into deep conversation and told of her desireable faults. There is such a thing. A beauty so consuming that it swallows your world. Skin so soft that it feels of silk. I have spoken of all of these. Still when I notice her I can only wish that I had touched her soul.
Bringing her to tears of joy seems not enough. Confronting her perfection face to face seems not enough. If only you could touch a soul with your hand, then I would feel fulfilled. It is ironic that I can't feel completely fulfilled after coming in contact with such a wonder. But the closer I get the farther I feel, for I don't know how to reach one step closer.
Her silk is so close to me sometimes, that I am afraid it's warmth might tinge my rough skin. Then on a second thought, what a tinge that would be. Would a beautiful scar. I believe I am consumed in heart and a warmth I can not see. Maybe that is what I have missed all this time. Maybe that is her soul.