Around my dark eyes,
golden locks dangle
shiny with delight.
Multi-colored curls sway with
the nodding of my head.
I bounce quietly
to the murumur of my own heart.
Warm chocolate,
inky black
and sunset blonde
twist and twirl upon my forehead.
battling my feathery eyebrows
for attention
And dark-candy eyes beam
from beneath the restless mess,
searching for something interesting to devour.
But they are eternally distracted
by that one perfect curl.



3 Comments to “Curl”

  1. David M | April 25th, 2005 at 12:32 pm

    very nice. You are becoming a very good poet.

  2. David M | April 25th, 2005 at 12:34 pm

    btw I didn’t mean it as a ‘that’s nice’ comment, I was in a hurry. Now to slow down. Once again, you amaze me with your very strong visuals, and impress me with more mature subject matter approached in a mature manner. I think you have a future as a writer. :smile:

  3. Meow | April 25th, 2005 at 12:44 pm

    That was a GREAT save babe… I was going to have to go home and kick your ass…..:lol:

    and thank you :mrgreen:

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