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Skin smooth and flawless the color of cafe au lait
Slight blush accents her high cheekbones
Full lips the color of bruised roses
Inviting and yet demure
Her chestnut brown hair flows in soft curls down her back
Luxurious, enticing fingers to run through it
Dressed simply, her comely shape barely evident
She watches Kord's eyes behold her
Observes as his assurance in her guilt crumbles
As he decides he has made a mistake
The vision before him is all the proof he needs
Proof of her Innocence is in his eyes
The eyes of the beholder
Kord finally stands before Corey
Returning her smile he begins to apologize
For his anger, and his obvious accusations
Corey's smirk mistaken for a smile
He looks at her closely
Noting how long lashes frame her forest green orbs
At first Corey's eyes invite him
Coy, Innocent
Slowly they draw him in
Too late he realizes he is looking into a sea of darkness
Drawn into the abyss of her being