Her eyes lashes are as fine as feathers, lifting her gaze higher
Her eyes the shape of a doe's, wide-opened and graceful; keeping a secret in their gaze
Her cheeks rise high, shining radiant in the light
She is a majestic creature
Her hair falls down past her shoulders in all fullness with columns of curls arresting in the warmest hues of brown
She is radiant.
Ella es la princessa.
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
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