as I traced with fingertipsA Poem by Krista Laraineif my eyes were dark and brooding with lush, long lashes encircling deep brown pools, I would never wear mascara. if my lips were tainted red and so full that they felt like exquisite soft pillows when kissed, I should never apply lipstick. if my skin were so ivory fair, and unblemished that it almost glowed as fresh fallen snow in the February sun, I would have no need for powder. if my hair were thick and raven black with perfect shine like hematite, I should never reach for peroxide. if your unassuming beauty, not as common as my own, leaves me to caress your face in fondest admiration- I should never tell you so. © 2008 Krista LaraineFeatured Review
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Added on February 15, 2008Last Updated on October 19, 2008 AuthorKrista LaraineVTAboutThere is much to tell: there is much in my writing. If you want to know a bit about my personal life you can view my website. I hope you enjoy my poetry and other musings. Critiques and comments are e.. more..Writing
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