Her constellations embroidered eyes,
sugar-coated maroon colored lips
made me fall for her every pretty lie,
and her cherry blossomed cheeks.
Her silky long hair seemed something like of a gushing river,
Mystified glares seep down. Eyes to veins, the circulation in lines and circles. Arc that portrays the curve of her hands drunk in adrenaline. The inclination of golden beams in yellow and orange speaking of un...