She has green eyes, the color of the sea on stormy days—deep, intense, hard to forget. Her gaze holds, pierces, as if peering into the soul. Her hair, black as night, flows straight with light waves, as if dancing with the wind. Her mouth, shaped with the precision of the mountain's curves, is both an invitation and a mystery. Her body is unconventional, and perhaps that's why it's perfect—exactly the way I love it. She is sweetness and strength, a gentleness that commands respect. She's the kind of woman who scares... Scared because it's all too easy to fall in love.