A letter crinkled from the slow drying of tears spilt
from the expression of honestly opened heart and soul
and thus she wrote it so ....

You mean more than I could ever compare to
unable to scale the lofty heights
at which your thoughts digress
cascade into one matter then another
how you flow so effortlessly into anything
that if you have a fault I'm uncertain
whether it's not just more imperfection in me
clever was never my forte - witty discourse
always I feel beyond my depths
and yet somehow you find yourself drawn
like some blind man in dire need of guidance
my effervescence and simply stated mannerisms
how you where impressed with what you saw
I guess it might be true
I'm always being told how comely my exterior features are
isn't that why I turned my back
on that course I once pursued
the world of an international model
wasn't the dream I'd envisaged
only attracting more unsolicited attentiveness
too pretty is a condition of continual discomfort
even you know that delight of gazing upon this naked form
you're not immune to aesthetics writers never are
I can see it clearly spelt in your appreciative stare
as it pours over my curves
while those hands flow on liquid caress and stroke
with a touch that shows your technique
upon the female form is fully optimised
I'm never satisfied I always want more
the pleasure you provide is almost unbearable
and yet for those other more sober moments you are aloof
entering some state that transcends
far above my meagre capabilities
that's when you'll softly sigh and just smile
cautiusly refrain from a wordy comment
you need more I know
if only I could stimulate your mind
as you so tenderly exercise my body
we would be as replete as all heaven
but in reality some pairings are consummated by sadness
our time has come and gone
so I ask in gently spoken tone
that our paths never need cross again
I need more than idolatry
someone whom I could easily approach on a similar level
you seek an aphrodite with sophoros intellect
I can match only the former never the latter
that I treasure these moments of passion is enough
so let me recall you fondly in times to come
and when your goddess finally arrives
all thoughts of me shall fade away
.... just like I never was

Thus she wrote to me
and never again hast mine eyes seen such beauty
.... unattainable mana

RKS