the way your glasses frame your eyes like beautiful paintings hanging on the walls of Musée du Louvre. your skin like the finest marble a greek sculptor has ever had the honor of shaping into a Beautiful Goddess. lips as soft as the silks carried thousands of miles through the Silk Roads of Asia for non other than the King for his Queen. hair as dark as the most fertile soils used to plant the beautiful Hanging Gardens of Babylon. a smile so warm that a fire would not be needed in the brutish winters of Siberia. voice like the chants of Tibetan monks on the tips of the Himalayas. all this and more you are.