Quiet Girl

She said she liked
The pictures of cheese
And the love story
Show in photographic ease

Shy on the outside
Intense on the insides
Words calculated carefully
And never confides

Like a delicate flower
But bristly in honesty
She doesn’t know her power
Hidden in her proximity

Mysterious and just
A little illusive to speak of
But she’s very aware
Of her surroundings enough

Her mind’s made up
On anything she’s read
And everything you say
She’ll discuss with interest instead