her skin

the intro to a story about a girl named leza

Her skin was supple and vibrant. Warm and brown the color of cinammon. It glowed in the sunlight. It was perfection. Her eyelashes were 3 feet long, black, beautifully framing her emerald eyes that gleamed with life. Her nose, like a button separated her striking eyes from a wide red mouth, lips soft and inviting. Leza's mane was full and black, shining in the rays of gold that poured in from her bedroom window.
"Goodmoring Baby.' he moaned softly in her ear.
This was going to be a great day.