There is nothing more seductive than a beautiful mind. There is little that is more beautiful than to meet someone who's effervescence is endless. Someone who makes you think about life from a new perspective, a different angle. The happiest person, on earth. Someone who's words flow in a language that they know is beautiful, and poetic. I am "European girl." I am lady, lost in her own mind. I am quiet. And you call to me in an accent smooth as velvet. You know art. You paint on my mind, you sing in my presence, Spanish lullabies in simple words. You are outgoing, giving. Lover of the world you hold in your palms. We know our paths. We, malleable souls. There is nothing more seductive than a beautiful mind, second only to the transition of a memory. Third, a new sight. A new beginning.