Girlfriend… The sunnies hide your windows… so I am not as drawn in as with the other view of you… I Love the short hair view, I love the lips so vaguely pursed at the corners in… hmm-mm perturbation(?), or was it; ‘Let’s get on with this reveal’(?). Or as I look longer/better, I do not see contrasts… I see height and width and depth... I see the gravity of your dimension. Ezinne, Ezinne by no other name… Still Ezinne. The Beauty in you meets the beauty in me and my soul is gladdened.