He has a tall stature, a muscular build, and holds a posture like a Greek god. His shoulders and jaw both perfectly squared. He has a profile that would inspire Michelangelo. A nose sculpted from clay, his eyes of arble, which reflect an ocean's light. A sharp-shaven chin and waves of silk on his head. Messy curls fall in place with a painter's still perfection, enframing complementary angles of his cheekbones. His gaze is gentle, but crystal. Eyes the color of teal water rising up on the shore. There is no doubt he was crafted in Heaven, but why does an Angel like him rest on such wretched ground.
Mar 23, 2017
Mar 23, 2017 at 12:05 AM UTC
He has a tall stature, a muscular build, and holds a posture like a Greek god. His shoulders and jaw both perfectly squared. He has a profile that would inspire Michelangelo. A nose sculpted from clay, his eyes of arble, which reflect an ocean's light. A sharp-shaven chin and waves of silk on his head. Messy curls fall in place with a painter's still perfection, enframing complementary angles of his cheekbones. His gaze is gentle, but crystal. Eyes the color of teal water rising up on the shore. There is no doubt he was crafted in Heaven, but why does an Angel like him rest on such wretched ground.
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