Her reflections were curious
In the mirror and in her musings
She could not see past his good looks and good manner.
Oh, how they vanished when she did!
He was a strange creature of little words and opinion.
When Jane slipped away to politely dance with another it made him sick.
He found his wit only when Jane twirled back his way.
He offered his hand, and she her China doll face.
She had the most remarkably unremarkable brown eyes.
A flower chasing the sun,
She read too many novels
She loved a man who knew nothing of love.
She would be his most precious possession.
Describes the dilemma of many
... ordinary people and extraordinary artists