garishsun
Her hair was a luscious shade of red, rich curls brushing the hollows of her collarbone. And behind her ear, a simple accessory, nothing complex: a clover. Its four leaves sprawled against her hair, rustling as she walked.
Her dark hair was luscious, red curls brushing the hollows of her collarbone. The clover he'd given her was slipped behind an ear, its green matching her eyes.
She looked absolutely beautiful.