Distracts me so.
The curl of his hair
Not my friend, but my foe.
The curl of his hair
Like the dent of my hips.
The curl of his hair
Like the smile of my lips.
The curl of his hair
Caused the tear in my eye.
The curl of his hair
Like the breath in my sigh.
The curl of his hair
Haunts my waking hours.
The curl of his hair
Lights the garden of my Thought Flowers.
The curl of his hair
Arrests my stare.
The curl of his hair
Was never really there.
