A gold band studded with delicate seed pearls held back the copper curls.

James looked up at her still face with its cluster of soft, copper curls, and he knew that he could never make Annie his mistress.

She ran her hands through her short, dark copper curls, clenching her fists for a moment in frustration.

Cristina caught his meaning at once and blushed to the roots of her copper curls.

One was a man, a golden Darvan with copper curls.

She sat still, her hands clasped, her head bent so that he could only see the mass of copper curls.

Her bush was a fiery red, soft copper curls that seemed to beg for his fingers.

She lifts her head, tossing back a mane of copper curls, and scans the streets.