When I see a beautiful woman I can’t avoid falling in love, she blows my mind. This is like a lightning strike: the emotion I feel is so bright and overwhelming. And it lasts only for a moment. Like a strike. Her eyes are two sapphires; they are as blue as the sky and as deep as the ocean. I’m losing control every time she’s looking at me. She is like a cat: graceful but dangerous. She never even started her game but she already won one. She is a mystery, my beautiful queen. She is a poetry in the world that is still learning the alphabet. She is playing with me. If I would imagine her as a feeling, she would be a seduction.