I mean, she could glide effortlessly around the room, seemingly in slow motion; yet still stay one step ahead.
She could look immaculate as always, yet never seem to have the time to make herself look so beautiful.
A web of contradictions; yet deceptively simple. And so calm, for one so deadly.
Easy on the eye, easy on the ear, easy on the soul, and easy on the grapevine. But only on the grapevine.
Yep, it'll be the elusiveness.
But we don't have to strive for the elusive, do we?
Do we?
