Paradise

I could think of nothing better than to be with her. She was the grace and charm of the world to me and I couldn't believe that I'd been so blessed to find such a person.
I'd known her since the first week of college, and we'd never really spoken until nearly a year in. She was studying English-i learned that from a mutual friend, along with her name-Rita.
I asked a lot of questions and mary (our mutual friend) laughed at me and said that I should go talk to her.
It still took me several weeks to build up the courage to speak to this raven haired goddess, this slice of absolute paradise given form. She had everything that i wanted. She wasn't tall, but was tall enough, and her eyes were bright, and brown and whenever i looked at them i saw what i wanted for the rest of my life. her hair was short, cut into a cute pixie style, and her body, well, a polite man doesn't describe the thoughts out loud. But, I never truly looked at her with a lustful or lecherous desire, more of an admiration, for never had one so fully captivated my mind.

She also wore glasses, which was a big bonus for me. Her skin was a dark sienna, and smooth as the voice that slithered it's way out of her perfect lips.

She was sitting there, reading a book of philosophy and tapping a pencil against her teeth thoughtfully when i finally walked up to her. I sat across from her, and she looked up, causing her hair to playfully brush against her cheek. She looked quizzically at me and I smiled nervously.
"hello, Rita. How're things?"
her face remained unchanged as she put her book onto the table and took a sip of her tea. i could smell the spice in it as it mixed gently with her perfume which i could not place. I wish i wasn't so nervous and hoped she didn't notice, though i knew her to be very perceptive, so there wasn little chance of that. I nearly bolted, until she said, in that sultry, sensual voice.
"I wondered what was taking you so long to talk to me."

We started a hesitant conversation. She was all that i wasn't. She knew her life plan, her goals and dreams, and was doing everything it took to get to them, while i was just sort of cruising, waiting for that big break to come along, though, i knew in my heart that it would never drop into my lap. Then again, i didn't think she would either. I asked her out to coffee, and she said to make it tea, so we did. there was a little English restaurant a few blocks down and it was a nice day so we walked in the warm summer sun. I tried not to take too many furtive glances at her, but she noticed a few times and i turned my head quickly, which she seemed to think was cute.