She is smart and friendly, elegant, at ease in every circumstance, she’s successful and she smiles all the time. She has an incredible presence. Wherever she is, people seem connected to her, basking in her charisma, breathing and speaking according to her. And wherever she was, people wonder where the magic has gone, not unhappy, just back from a reality which was different, almost dream-like.
I saw Eve today. After all these years. I saw her only briefly, in passing, enough that she flashed her luminous, genuine smile. She’s still so beautiful, of course. If I were a man, I’d be in love with Eve.