The first thing I noticed when I finally met Christy? Her eyes. They were intoxicating. I couldn’t get enough of them. I found myself trying to sneak a peek into her eyes from across the room, making the most of every opportunity. I wanted to know more and more about the soul residing behind those windows. They were so beautiful. They still are.
There’s something truly captivating about a beautiful pair of eyes.
And I don’t know what it is, but there’s something about Ethiopian eyes in particular that is unlike any other eyes. Words cannot describe what makes them unique. But they’re most certainly unique. And remarkable. And beautiful.
Don’t you think?
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