You are what you eat, but for her it's what she drinks. Coffee in the A.M. to keep her awake, wine in the P.M. to put her to sleep. And maybe she's addicted to caffeine or an alcoholic but after admiring her for so long I've noticed that I started drinking more coffee and wine. And it hit me that her hair and eyes were coffee colored. Parts of her that I'd admire in a half asleep state. But her personality and soul and emotions were wine colored. Sometimes pale, sometimes vivid, but equally enchanting. It hit me that I endulged in her more than I realized.