Carmen tied Destiny's curls with a yellow ribbon.
She lifted her head, copper curls falling across her eyes.
He gathered her warm body in his arms and smoothed away the curls that clung to his face, breathing her deep scent before he dropped into the first peaceful slumber in ages.
He touched her automatically, stroking the side of her face and tucking errant curls behind her ear.
Fortunately, the curls were now loose waves.