My Exotic Best Friend

The lace is not quite orange but not quite red somewhere in-between. The beautiful patterns running around the hands and feet, brown on golden brown skin. Her glossy lips are the same shade as her nails urban coral. She looks shy but i know she’s wild, she has hair like a lioness. She holds my hand and pulls me though the jungle of new adventures, i follow, her eyes are so big and hypnotic i am lost in the darkness. She wears jewels placed on rose-gold. She is everything i want to be, for she is strong and confident. I too want be Made up in jewels, covered in lace, in a room full of loving family members and wrap up in the aroma of exotic spices. Thank you for sharing your world with me.