They say we have a knack.
A knack for dealing with different people.
A memory for names; an infectious smile; a way to make everyone feel special.
Our colours brightening their lives.
They say our smile is rare and brilliant like summer lightening.
It’s like a beacon saying try me; taste me, test me and it works.
No one is left out, we draw them in.
They say we are extraordinary, intriguing.
Not exactly a beauty but a gipsy of sorts.
They say we are alight with glamours.
Glamours to change the course of lives.
Glamours to charm, to heal, to hide.
Skills like that beg to be used.
There is magic in everything we do.
They say we have a strange allure.
We make them feel stronger; more powerful; more alert to their senses.
They say we make them more in tune with the sounds and scents of the world.
More aware of the colours and textures of things.
More aware of themselves; of what’s under the skin.
They say that we carry a charge.
That we shine.
They can see it in our colours.
They say they are drawn to us.