Porcelain Face
There upon soft mattresses of black velvet and silk sleeps a demonically angelic creature.
Six chubby toes accented by claws twitch intermittently.
Long segmented tail tipped in purple wraps slowly about lean, muscular legs.
Toned abdominal muscles rise and fall beneath perfect purple armor.
Small hands fragile enough to shatter under pressure splay across sculpted, armored pectorals.
Arms leanly constructed from years of training and hardship flex rhythmically.
Narrow, soft shoulders rise and fall with each silent breath.
Frail swan's neck, tiny Adam's apple, arcs slightly against black velvet.
Roundly sharp chin and fine jaw slowly shift in reluctant contemplation.
Perfect black cherry lips appearing tasty as dark licorice curl effeminately.
Childishly tipped-up nose with narrow nostrils flaring in sequence.
Flawless snow cheekbones framed in dark pink rest in neither smile nor sneer.
Ridged eyelids veil over motionless orbs of fiery ruby complete this perfect porcelain face.
Dome of amethyst imbedded within a halo of bone topped by two shimmering obsidian horns dent soft silk.
Silk shifts and velvet rustles, tapered fingers stretch and wine lips part to serenely sigh.
Precious sleeper who moves so little, dost thou ever dream?
