Serene

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The fragility of serenity
drapes over her, as ivory sheets
expose dabs of blushing whites
clinging to bones within her willowy figure.
Combing strands of dark browns,
stubborn knots refuse to come undone;
few stray highlights fallen across her face
are stroked by reality cleansing slumber.
Metallic reds and purples
trace along closed eyelids,
brushing lashes with natural mascara
to send a ripple within the stillness.
Graveyard gray irises peer into his soul.
Transparency colored by raven shaded words.

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