A Parisian Femme Fatale – by Gary S. Smolker
She Is A Parisian
by Gary S. Smolker
My Femme Fatale is a Parisian.
In my imagination she is so beautiful that making love with her would be like climbing Mount Everest without a Sherpa.
Waking up next to her (Femme Fatale) would be a wonderful way for a man to start his day.
Femme Fatale likes cats.
Femme Fatale likes flowers.
Femme Fatale likes the ocean.
Femme Fatale is a dreamer.
Femme Fatale is a painter, a poet, and a hypnotherapist.
Femme Fatale paints self-portraits.
She exudes sensuality.
She emotes sexuality.
She is hypnotic.
She has a cheerful temperament.
Her voice conveys likability.
She hypnotizes me and will hypnotize you with her voice.
Femme Fatale is sweeter than the most delicious churro dunked in the highest quality hot chocolate drink.
When you meet her, you will know why highest quality hot chocolate drinks are served with a spoon.
When you meet her you will know the meaning of the phrase “Food of the Gods.”
Are you imaging what Femme Fatale looks like?
Are you wondering if there an expiration date on her beauty?
What Does A Femme Fatale Look Like? — Set Your Imagination Free.
“What does Femme Fatale look like?”, you ask me.
There are many different kinds of beauty, many kinds of physical beauty, social beauty, attitudes towards beauty and cultural aspects of beauty.
Paris is a hodge podge of people of many different nationalities and religions and ethnicities which encompass and are embedded in different degrees in people from many different countries.
Paris is very cosmopolitan.
France is not what France is like.
In the French countryside people are different than the people in Paris.
French people in Paris come from many countries.
Beauty is subjective.
Parisian Femme Fatales look like this:
My Parisian Femme Fatale has style.
She is calm, civilized and sweet.
She doesn’t judge herself by whether she looks like a cover girl.
She is secure; she is comfortable in her own skin.
Being with her is like eating dinner by candlelight.
When I am with her I feel my spirits rising in a hopeful way.
If you get to be with her you too will feel your spirits rising in a hopeful way.
You will find being with her is how you imagine it would be to dunk a magnificent churro in hot chocolate and then savor every drip of chocolate that gets on your tongue and every chew of the churro as it enters your mouth.
When you are with her your endorphin level will sky rocket, make you feel better.
I would love to introduce you to Femme Fatale.
Joie de Vie
Recently I told Femme Fatale, “Churros with high quality hot chocolate before breakfast or with breakfast will help your day go better.”
“I am now about dunking. My breakfast is toasted dark bread with salted butter dunked into black coffee only,
“Dunking is great and I cannot wait to dunk churros in hot chocolate, that will be an entirely new experience.
Life is complicated.
Growing up is a process.
It takes time.
The burden of growing up is unique to each person.
When you wake up tomorrow you will be able to see clearly that life is beautiful and full of promises.
The question I have answered in my own life is: Why sleep when you can dream?
Copyright © 2016 Gary S. Smolker
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