M: Unknown Author

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Only saw her once. Perception, they say, is always associated with the brain; but this time, I am sure it was my heart that did the processing. 
"?" My heart questioned; why, when, and how? Where was the brain? Till this day, I do not know the answer. 
It was a snapshot in time. A singular experience. After, my heart did nothing but pump blood, and my mind never left anything unprocessed.
My 4-dimensional space time, in her presence, was undifferentiable wrt time. Everything around me was moving, yet time was not. She was beyond the laws of physics. She was sublime: a soul as pure as snow; eyes as beautiful as the moon; presence as warm as childhood memories. Since then, I only saw her once; as time always halted when she is around. I only saw her once, through my heart, never to see her again.