Charmed the pants away

Someone had to tell me once that I should “leave something to be desired.”
And I see this as an artistic rule of thumb and have since left it unexamined and have absorbed it as true. But, have since failed to apply it experientially to something I thought was art-free, the interpersonal. Save in these forms, pictures and words, all the mystery it seems I can leave is just here. And all that I desire, in not these forms, I throw myself at. In the act of being something other than pictures and words, in being the person, I am interminably an un-mysterious case.