She was beautiful in so many ways. Nature had blessed her with striking physical beauty, the sort you couldn’t help but stare at. But she wasn’t a hollow beauty she contained an inner beauty that captivated me far more than her external appearance.
Once her eyes transfixed on you there was no way out. She held you and you awaited the next move from her that might send you into raptures of delight or writhe in her derision.
But she was playful. She saw the funny side of things and she wanted you to enjoy what she enjoyed.
She was very aware of her physical beauty, her face like that of an Egyptian Goddess could be deceiving and she liked to be photographed in that style but underneath lay a woman who wanted so much to enjoy life.
Being a real person was important to her, she’d reach out and take you in, include you in discussion wanting to know what you thought as she was very intelligent along with being a lover of limitless affections.
The world was her oyster, but more important was being herself. “Take it or d,” she would say.