You Are Special
By John Satisfy
“I’m not special.” You said, looking down, “I’m just me.” Your eyes lifted up and you met mine. “But when you look at me, it’s like you’re seeing someone else. Someone I have never seen before when I look into the mirror. What do you see?”
I stared into your blue eyes, those black cat eye glasses framing them perfectly. I licked my lips and suck them into my mouth for a second as I tried to find the words. It was like naming all of the grains of sand on a beach, and trying to remember each name so that no two grains had the same name. How could I ever put your beauty into words?
Your eyes slowly opened, looking sad, confused. I wasn’t done. “Don’t worry, there will be more. But that’s my point, there’s more to you than just an amazing body, curves to die for, tits to worship. There’s that kind soul of yours. That part of you that you flash, that you share, that you show. Your inquisitive nature matched by your playfulness is an intoxicating combination. You are a special woman, and being able to get to see past the façade to the parts you hide away… I can’t put into words.”t show of cleavage. There’s something about you that sets you apart from everyone else.”