So why does she come here?
Why does she insist on being so intelligent and wise, so kind to everyone, so interested in what they are saying?
And why does she always dress so tastefully and with such style? Why are her eyes always so piercing and curious?
Why the surprisingly full and ready laugh to all my bad jokes, destroying the final stubborn shreds of my defense?
And why does anyone claim that studying such flawless beauty can ever be a calm, contemplative experience when in truth it is the most deranging and pernicious activity of all?
Why can’t she just be perfect somewhere else and leave me to my hopeless peace?