Jane

Are you intimidated by your own beauty? You walk around in shorts and men's overlong shirts,trying to hide it. You are impatient with your hair,you throw them carelessly into a ponytail.You try to hide your hands when you see prettier hands than yours,ones that are soft and offer comfort easily. You look at your hands sadly. Your shoulders are hunched inwardly,defensive,as if expecting a rebuke. You walk lazily,yet it is possible to discern your petite frame through your large clothes.
You lounge in the chair,reading. You let your pen scratch words into your diary...your eyes looking deceptively communicative,yet it gives away nothing. Your face is like a child's,but your gaze is unnervingly wise. Your smiles are often kind,understanding,with flashes of amusement.
You seem embarrassed by attention,yet you want recognition. You are beautiful...but not the kind that attracts attention. Or that is striking. It is the kind that we comprehend like healing gentleness. As we spend more time with you,we realise that you had been beautiful all along.
Are you intimidated by how beautiful you are? Is that why you want to hide?
As I ask you this question,there is a wry smile playing on your lips and mysterious emotion behind the curtains of your eyes....

.........Is that my answer?