Practice Makes Perfect

But if that’s true,

What have you been up to?

That smile, the way you bat those lashes and wink...

Or that mischievous laugh, revealing your love of humor in humanity...

Yeah, I guess you could practice that...

But even if that’s true,

What about the way you move?

So fluid, even the ocean swoons...

Not even the wind could turn more heads, nor the waning sun cause more blushes, than your movement among the masses...

But yeah, I guess you could practice that...

But how does one practice being warm in a world so cold?

Did you really practice that glow?

Tell me true, my dear...

Was it practice that brought you here?

Perfect...