Her hands worked on the dough with craft. Long slender fingers forming a fist occasionally to flatten the dough cake in the other hand. She sat besides the stove. Her hair long and tied up,with a single lock flowing down her face,it curled with such elegance as only the best of nature's creation can show. Her forehead sharing the even tan of the rest of her face was flat and gave way,as one went parsing further down,to a pair of eyebrows so perfectly curved, so appropriate in the variation of their thickness along the curves that I found myself completely mesmerised by their radiant beauty. Her eyes,large,black,like blackberrys looked like they belonged to the deer form paradise. Loosing one self into the pools of her black eyes seemed only too easy. I could not help but dive into those black pools so often that it would only be a surprise if she did not notice this intrusion of mine. Her eyes met mine with an oftenness which made it only too obvious that she had found an admirer. Her nose straight and her jaws a perfect triangle, her lips looked like petals placed on seasoned copper. An occasional smile made her cheeks go dimpled and her eyes sparkled with the brightest part of a radiance.
Time had come to part, and I wasn't in conflict, the meeting looked complete and whole. Though not a word was spoken. I sat in the car, she had come out to the verandah. I cast my gaze on to her, this time without a laspe or a look away, she did the same, for now it was within nobody's capability to notice. I am yet to forget the innocence I saw in those dark pools.