Oct 3, 2017
i. Soft sensual serpents You are like Medusa Except you soften men Melting me open, Instead of turning me to stone.
ii. Your hair is a dark forest I get lost in your roots Tracing them down your neck My fingers hide and seek Following the sound of your breath
iii. Falling from your head A waterfall of thick strands It smells like an island night Of salty seaweed and sweet coconut It feels like an ocean breeze.
iv. There is a certain quality To your luscious curls Wavy and dream-like An optical illusion That makes you seem underwater.