I looked at her as if she was not there
For a minute or so I stopped and stared
I did not blink neither did I look away
As if petrified by a Greek mythological cursed green woman with writhing-snakes-hair

How could I not look away? Her beauty was beyond compare
Her smiles, her eyes,
The sugar, spice
and everything else

I looked so long and hard until she vanished into thin air
And like magic she disappeared
As if she was never there

As she was never really there

But I keep seeing her everywhere
In my sweetest dream, in my...