tagNon-Erotic PoetryHead to Head

Head to Head


His fingers plaited to and fro
weaving auburn into gold
intertwined with chestnut brown,
making the rope
sleekly slipping across his palm.
Each sensuous strand slender
yet together strong enough
to stop a breath.

Soon would come the time,
his pulse quickened at the thought,
to add another lock
binding their glory to him

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