she was the epitome of perfection- the warm dawn swirled in her brilliant eyes, ones that he'd love to look at everyday. (and catch discreetly stealing glances at him- just once, at the very least.)
flowers bloomed from her rosy fingertips, blossoms of various colors atop her strawberry blonde locks. and her laugh, oh, her laugh- the most mesmerizing melody, one only her blessed vocal chords could ever emit.
the soft glow of mellow orange hit her tanned skin, following her every graceful move as she danced about on the freshly watered green.
the loveliest sunflower he could never pick.
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hades | she's absolutely lovely.
a hundred words.
eleven - eleven - eighteen.
