Like a goddess emerging from the foam of the Aegean Sea, she penetrates the room, love in human form. The room is transfixed. She meets your gaze and slips in deeper, daring you to meet her halfway. She is passion with a pulse, starts fires, loosens tongues, straightensspines.She pours you a drink, stands lucid, dangerous, severe. She lifts her eyes as if lifting the velvet rope, a sultry assertion, yes, now. Decisions wobble. Reason takes a personal day. Love was never meant to be safe.