She is incandescent. Just like the first time I saw her, those vast fervent eyes took me by surprise, because in them I realize a reflection of my own soul.
She is my weakness, the chink in my armor.
My undoing.
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Silk Invitation #19
A sense of movement, like a breeze blowing through silk that takes you on journey through time and space. A crafty blend of floral, woody, vanilla fragrance with a dash of mystery.