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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