The Root of A Cynosure

The Root of A Cynosure   One

Immediately he set his eyes on her, he felt a bang in his heart and he began to shiver. He was wet after been under the rain for five minutes but he knew the shivering was not out of cold but the sight of this epitome of divine chef d'oeuvre. Her beauty was ethereal, standing almost six feet tall with a statuesque and sculptured figure he called perfect. Her long magma-red hair crashed over her shoulder. Her honey-sweet lips looked lilac soft and tickled his fancy. A pair of arched eyebrows placed above velvety eyelashes. She had sea-nymph ears, dainty nose and well set halo white teeth. She had her eyes on her i-phone7 and he noticed her varnished fingernails.When she felt his movement and raised her enticing constellation-blue eyes , he felt his intestines cobble-wobbling. What was this? Was she real or just a dream ? She wore a white body clinging, long sleeved top over blue denim pants making her de