Then the feathery brush of soft curls against his fingers.

The soft curls were gone, and so was any evidence of makeup.

The front and sides were left in soft, loose curls around her face.

She sat up, soft feminine curls brushing his belly, large green eyes filled with questions.

Her clear blue eyes were set a little close together in an otherwise attractive face framed by soft dark curls.

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

She was suddenly compelled to lean down and touch those soft fine curls.

He settled between her legs, brushing his mouth against the soft curls.

And her gray hair was in perfect soft curls around her face.

Unruly hair fell in soft curls around the child's face.