beautiful hair

published: 2014-03-12 13:00:00, updated: 2016-03-20 13:42:30
poem; story; personal;
When I found mesmerising hair

I was on my way to work,
And stopped for a hot cup.
I wanted to go back quick,
But then I again backed up!

For there was this mane,
Of beautiful long hair…
Luxurious, and shining,
Moving with the air…

I was mesmerized, and how!
All I kept saying was… wow!
I couldn’t stop staring at it,
So smitten I was, I admit!

So I plucked some courage to go,
In my mind all I could do was pray…
Then she turned, and looked at me,
I said, “hey dude!” and walked away…