Fibonacci poured into the golden forms of women. Divine, supernatural mathematics, a link between nature and transcendence. From her sweet smile emanates a delicate essence, an almost secret perfection, and an intimate desire for permanence. There is nothing in her that does not invite dreaming, that is not full of possibilities, and that does not become special simply through the subtlety of existence. I approached with expectation and leave purified by enchantment. She is the right proportion and the exact measure of that which, in the arid and immediate harshness of the earth, achieves the sublime splendor of ethereal manifestations.