Her long, silken curls fell from her head to the floor.

The thick straight hair in his hands became soft, silken curls.

And leaning forward, he kissed her silken curls.

The clean scent of soap lingered in her silken curls.

He stooped and kissed her silken curls, and for a long time he stood with one of those soft curls between his fingers.

"God bless your dear little heart," he cried, smothering his face in her silken curls.

He raised his hand and fingered the silken curls of his beard.

I saw his arms close about her, hers tighten around his neck; black hair touched the silken brown curls, their lips met, clung.

She thought she was an outright spy and should be marched, silken curls and petticoats, to the garden wall and shot.

And yet he sank his fingers into the silken curls between her thighs.