Her hair was red
Of
russet tones
Like
autumn leaves
Its
cascading flow
Framed
her face
And
beauty shone forth
Its
skins purity,
Rich
as parchment,
Soft
as silk,
Radiated
her beauty
Her
hypnotic eyes
Were
startlingly blue,
With
gemstone clarity
And
held laughter in them
Her
nose was small, delicate
Her
lips were thin
But
a smile of sweet remembrance
Constantly
played about them
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