A neck tenderly held a head with plump, cherry pink lips and wide, blameless eyes cradled by long lashes; he held the blaze of all the stars in his face. All his skin was silk smooth and kissed brown as copper, he was clouded by wisps of muted flaxen hair that tumbled past his shoulders, and he was graced with various jewelry of every gem, more than the walls of the city. They were strung along the top of his head, dangling from his ears, holding his throat tight and loose, as well as his arms and legs, even more hidden beneath the drapery. There were sweet dips to his body, soft curves and
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