A preface of the story I'm working on

Below is a snipet of the story I'm working on, I will post more if I think people like it.

Her aura was intimidating, yet not so you didn’t want to know her,
the kind of intimidating that makes you yearn to know her.
The kind of intimidating that intrigues your mind,
letting you sense that she has such tales to tell.

Looking into her eyes, it was like seeing freshly cut grass on a summer day,
like a flush evergreen in the deepest of winter.
Yet one can never look too long without feeling a fear,
A fear of discovering what may be inside her, behind her eyes.
You want to; you have to know her story.

Her beauty was ugly;
but not because she was hideous,
but because she was so astonishingly beautiful

that it caught the eye of any man or woman that passed by.

Long slender legs carried her. Her walk was one of grace & confidence.
Her skin was fair, appearing delicate from afar,
Although, upon a close look you could see it was rough and damaged.
Her face was framed with long, straight hair that was the blackest of all blacks.

Her sent was like incense,
drawing you in, but one mustn’t forget to keep a distance…
for her smoke will choke you,
and her fire will burn you.

She had a sort of power that acted as a magnet,
& once she had you in her clutch it was so hard to break free.
Inside every sane person, isn’t there always a yearn for insanity?
Blest is the one who holds this power & blesséd are the ones who can resist it.