Disclaimer- i don't own Harry potter, my name is not Jo and i have not got the extraordinary imagination that j.k has!
A/N- PLEASE REVIEW... this is DRACO MALFOYS point of view... he is describing in the form of a poem... please let me know if it is any good... thanks!
Love, the secrete kind...
Her hair cascaded down in soft curly loops, resting on the smalls of her back, presenting a colour of pure caramel. Her cheeks blazed in a light shade of pink as her long lashes tickle under her eyes.
Her eyes, the eyes, butterscotch and chocolate delight as they shine with curiosity and excitement. Natural, yet the world's beauty with held all in one face. Her face. The face.
She wears a light, flowing dress of pastel blue. It hugs her hips and finishes at her knees. She holds her posture with grace and elegance, standing tall and grand. She is surrounded in a vibe of mystery and uniqueness.
Her mind, a silent beauty by its self, holding so much knowledge, and yet nobody will see it. A dramatic roll of the eyes, a smile plastering the lips...
Using this woman, surly if you could not find the words to describe beauty, you wouldn't have to. This girl is the heart of all that is beautiful. At least to me, that is.
She is the hope and the pleasure of life. She is the wind and the rain, the sun and the snow. She controls me, although she doesn't know it. I move myself according to her, all the while thinking... is this right... do i really deserve this woman.
Her voice, like nothing i have been pleasured to listen to before. It's like a drug, i crave it. Is it possible? Could i be addicted to the soft, musical voice of this world class beauty?
She is shy. A sneaky glance here and there. A brush of the skin, a shudder down my spine.
She doesn't know this, she must never know this.
Forbidden... always forbidden.
Crushed, description of my dream.
Hope, description of what has been lost.
Beauty, description of everything i can never have.
A kiss... a touch... a shared moment where hazel meets silver, is it too much to ask for?
Live, actually live my life. Not the breathing type of living, no... That's too easy.
Live life like you mean it.
Will she ever know, for true beauty is the love i feel for her.
Her... the sweet, petite face, the insecurity that i want to transform to secure.
Hermione granger... her!