“The Beauty of a Woman” Imagine if you can a beautiful young woman, perhaps the most beautiful woman you have ever seen. Her hair is a black color. As you look at her hair you notice the way the light catches in it and it shimmers as it flows with her every move. Your eyes are drawn to the fact that her hair is very long. You find yourself wanting to bury your face in her hair, as if to hide from the world and all the problems it holds for you on a daily basis. As you look at, and touch her hair it seems to take grasp of your mind and deny you of any other thoughts about anything else going on around you. Her beautiful face is demanding of attention. Its high cheekbones calling your eyes to the statuesque bone structure underlying its gentleness. She has been graced with a look that could be that of royalty. Her tight, rose colored lips are pursed in what appears to be mid-kiss. The slight hint of moisture on her lips making them glisten in the light, causing them to look as though they are really a reflection on the waters of a pond and not really a part of her at all. They seem to call out to you, beckoning you to lean in and press your lips against hers. Her eyes staring back at you as though to pierce your very soul and derive your thoughts and feelings.