The Avatarian
22 November, 2008
author: Rebecca Ditch-Hammack (aka Dreamer)
I watched as she sat there,
A living avatar
Young and vibrant
Large, doe like, dark eyes.. open wide
Extra long flirty eyelashes framing
Her hair, not blond... but white
Shoulder length pulled back carelessly
to a short pony tail just above her neck
Only a single area framing close her temple
hinted to the truth of a blackened root
She wore a dark pink cotton ruffled blouse
and blue jeans, both hugged her slight figure
Just enough shape; not too much of any feature
Her look soft and vulnerable
with a underlaying strength
An illustrational heroine
Hiding behind her perfect avatar look
she could play the soft demure innocent
or play equal the arrogant... or sprite
I could hardly keep from staring
at this perfect avatar girl
A computer beauty
who seemed to have stepped out of my screen
I hated to see her walk away
I knew I we would never meet again
A rare cyberian beauty
of avatarian delight
------- Author's Notes -------
A irl person that I sat beside at a restaurant in Owensboro, KY |
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