Le' Masquerade; She is more real than any fantasy, dark and mysterious like the noire.
She is sophistication and courage, also a paradox of serenity and chaos.
She is Yin and Yang, two faces of the same coin.
She is the sin you are willing you are to commit, the crime that you won't mind to pay.
Body of a goddess, but her soul is tainted, but its her imperfections that make her perfect.
She's as smart as a whip, wise and enlightened; Awake.
Love is a weak and insignificant word that could barely scratch the surface to compare or to describe how I feel about her.
Our lives are written in multiple variations Its like déjà vu either I've seen it read it or even wrote it.
So I guess life is stranger than any fiction.
She is literally the greatest discovery I have ever made, the greatest being I ever encountered.
She has the the voice of an angel; she the the siren that can cause a wreck, she sings the song that you wish were never-ending.
She is too incredible an impossibility made possible, now an improbability
She is an urban legend, a tall tale a myth and yet my eyes witness the unreal.
Outside she is tame and content, but inside she is like an abstract painting that portrays insanity.
Making love to her makes you forget everyone you ever been with, and she makes you want be with no one else.
She is enchanting yet she casts no spell. Her existence boggles me so much I'm almost obsessed with her, I'm her biggest fan.
Her lips are so soft and full, her eyes are vast and hypnotic, when her skin is caressed it feels almost like silk, she feels so tight and so wet when her walls close around you it holds and embraces you so much you never want to leave its grasp.
Even since I encountered her I can never gaze at another woman, the way I lay my eyes on her.
She is a maturing Lolita, but already a woman in my eyes.
She has an old soul with a young heart, she is full of life full of a great unfathomable power.
She is a force worth reckoning with, Hell hath no fury like her.
