You have the biggest, deepest and most beautiful brown doey eyes. Your brown hair softly flowing down to your shoulders. You had a black thick down winter coat on with an unusual collar. Your lips, full, pouty and beautiful. I could not take my eyes off you. I was enchanted.

If you got on the F train at the Carroll St. stop, were reading Midnight's Children, were dressed in back and are absolutely gorgeous, please get back to me. I would love to meet you.