She spoke with her entire body;
leaning forward and backward, swaying
and wild hand gestures as a means of articulating the endless stream of thoughts clouding up her mind.
It was an engrossing experience, utterly fascinating to watch her lips form words while her wild eyes supported every idea.
Her dark hair framed her face in a strangely inviting manner, a nest of welcoming curls that complimented her fucking incredible smile.
She was overly emotive, intense and intelligent.
Every little thing about her could be read in the way she moved, the tilt of her head or the slight grin on her face.
But she remained a complete enigma, a complex being of infinite ideas and mannerisms.
A whirlwind of experience, dripping molten gold and oozing