Her Face
Her eyes dark beautiful brown so
with something of a star-like glow
her smile like lighted as well
face as if she's to cast a spell;
Her lips are ever lush, so pink
her nose tiny and cute I think
peirced with a white and precious stone
brings forth a soft brown, pleasing tone;
The beauty mark her right cheek own,
her lashes fair, not fair alone
hair fades to a beauteous brown
started black, the shade so renown;
Fairest smile renouncing frown.
Copyright © Christopher Williams | Year Posted 2005
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