I glanced back and there she was sitting, all alone, all beautiful and precious. My beloved. The most gorgeous girl till date i had ever seen. "Falling in love can be best described in a word - a glance". Those who fell in love at first sight can understand my predicament. You know there is so much more to that moment yet you cant put it persuasively in words. How can i describe her beauty? I know whatever i write cant be enough. I can use all beautiful phrases, lines, unique styles of writing still i cant justify how beautiful she looked? All essence is lost in the translation to the words. You will not get a smallest of idea how graceful, charming she looked. 

How i was enamoured? How was i dazzled to near blindness? I can use all the English to my aid and throw in adjectives like suave, elegant,enchantress and even i can go further and raise her to the rank of goddess, yet not enough. I can give you the account of color, length and texture of her hair, her perfect fleshy gold pierced delicate ears, the transparency and honesty of her divine eyes, i can make you drown in her moist hazel eyes, her apple coloured lips, delicacy of her cheeks, i can take a day to describe all subtle facial features of her face, i can fill books with the description of her perfect lusty physique, still i can't paint her in earnest. I can describe her smile using many pages yet i cant describe everything. I can use all stories in the world, romance sagas, use descriptions of all beautiful women written by great lovers, i can use all the best rhymings, quartets, poems, but it would be of no avail.  I can use oxymorons to describe that glance. Like, i was stunned, as a statue or melted like ice, my heartbeat stopped or it beat faster, moment froze or it slipped. The moment when i held her hand, the cold, sweaty, soft and small palm, that sent electric shock in me, and i remember i said nothing. Thousands of words fell short in front of that beautiful feel.

I can speak for days about how my heartbeat increased every time i saw her or if someone mentioned her name. I can write sagas about my infatuation, how in a glance i fell for her? yet you wouldn't even begin to understand how beautiful she looked. She was, the beauty afforded by nature. The queen, the beauty fed up by the hearts like me. From time and again whenever i am alone, thinking, just before i sleep, i think of you and cant help asking myself, "How come thy look so beautiful, me lady"...... and with moist eyes i try to sleep.