Lucy

She is a slip of a girl,

so small and delicate,

but a kind of elegance to her,

an eloquence to her fingers,

an energy in her face.

There is beauty, of course,

silver blue eyes, crimson lips

eyelashes like winter trees

and hair the colour of honey,

and she tastes just as sweet.

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