Her smooth, flawless face sat above the others. The dark, raven haird sharply contrasted her perfect, pearly skin. Her blood lips sat upon her face like two twin rubies. The eyebrows that moved freely across her forehead expressed her next mood and decision of whether you kpet your life or not. The ice flaring in her eyes pierced your being so much, you could not even begin to lie to her. Those curling fingers were always at her neck, working the black diamond necklace over and over again, working in time with her anxiously tapping foot as she impatiently got her way.
December 22, 2011