I wrote this 12 months ago after the Sipadan trip. I still like it. (I added this in cos I couldn't stand that photo of that stupid ugly terrorist woman in the previous blog post)
She charms me so...
Is it her scent?
Her smooth skin? Her fine tanned body?
Her presence as she is next to me?
Her walk as her sarong graces her gentle hips?
Haha... not exactly.
Her smile when she looks at me playfully?
Yes, indeed Most definitely.
(The painting is courtesy of the 19th century pre-Raphelite painter, John William Waterhouse, its entitled Hylas and the Nymphs.)