And there she was. Standing at the top of the staircase was a goddess who smiled down at me. Her dress was vermilion silk that cascaded down her slender frame like a waterfall of fire. Her hand slid down the glossy rail as she gracefully descended, from heaven it would seem. She reached the bottom and walked toward me, gliding effortlessly. Her warm, chocolate eyes were alight with curiosity as she took in my frozen form. A rosy tint painted her cheeks and she tucked a long strand of raven hair behind her ear. I forgot how to breathe. Her delicate hand touched my cheek and as I looked into her soul I was amazed that she was truly mine. Forever and always.