sienna

Do we really know something exists before we touch it? We saw each other when I brushed your shoulder. We passed a group of tourists moseying along the sidewalk. As we made eye contact I flashed you a smile. You saw my dark blonde hair. A delicate angelic face. Were those green eyes or blue? You watched my flowing sun dress and kitten heels disappear behind a trolley into the crowded street. But, work called as it does time and time again. As you sat at your desk you wondered, “Who was that woman and how can I meet her?” From behind the trolley, I was wondering something too. Who is this man disappearing into a glossy marble lobby I’ve yet to enter? As I continued down the street I peered into the windows of restaurants and fantasized about what it would be like to sit across a white tablecloth from you and laugh about our near miss… What a delight! You have found yourself day dreaming about me. Did you imagine my infectious giggle? Was it my mischievous smirk or the carnal sensation that could only be followed by touch that feels like a warm summer night? You have wonder in your eyes yearning for my knowing, don’t you? Like a wave crashing to shore and soaking into a sandy beach; our time together will feel like that of an old friend and as effervescent as finding a new one. I keep my mind open to new experiences and concepts. I give endless compassion and empathy. I will never judge. Tell me all your secrets. I look for relationships that uplift us both equally mentally, emotionally and physically. It truly is so restorative sharing uninhibited expression with one another. I want us to experience something that leaves us both feeling more interconnected than before we meet. Calming in a crowd. Level headed, poised, well dressed and stunningly fashionable. Heads always turn when I walk into a room. Well educated and whip smart, I'm a city girl with the heart of a cowgirl who’d rather read books than pay attention to authority. I’m constantly in search of mo