Zech's Blog

Adoration



Her complexion’s honesty, although delayed, would reveal its character through uncommon perception.
Her beauty is brought upon by the discomfort she conceals even within her smile. Her face's defining features portray her to be defensive, but her eyes can only contradict that immediate evaluation. They seem to be enthralled by a constant wonder, but yet provide and aura of hazardous warmth that signals a sublime invitation.
Even though emphasis may reside in this strangely attractive agony, the serene flow of her involuntary motions prove to inspire a relative contemplation.
Uncontrolled excellence would bless only the eyes that witness her.
But transition to bring detriment to those who lose her.
Her body is a solidity of brilliant feeling and a genetic structure worthy of opposition, exciding the majority of trivial creation. Humbled by society's influence, her veracious capability becomes too much for imaginable recognition.
Her surroundings eternally slave to enchant her being, while this unaccepted quality consumes her. Innocence and ignorance fuel the gentle shock of our unexpected interaction. Her fragile voice comforts hostility, and contributes a new song to the worried mind. She has obtained the sweet sense of rarity in her mental intimacy that she appears to fear.
Those that think the very highest of her are only clouded by
their depreciation of perfection.
Perfection to great to be captured, or be balanced.
A perfection meant for adoration.




by ME :]