Love is in the "Hair"

Oh how I love my lady's hairs,
Long and luscious, with no cares,
A fetish for these lovely strands,
I crave their scent, their very grand.

I yearn for her to be more hairy,
A bit of growth, it's not scary,
To lick her pits, armpits and all,
Hairy legs, a sweet embrace, my downfall.

I want her pubic hair to grow,
To let me taste, to let me know,
The sweetness of her every night,
To smell her hairs, so sweet and right.

Her butthole too, I want hair there,
To lick it clean, without a care,
My love for her, it's plain to see,
Her hairs, her scent, a fantasy.

So come my love, don't be shy,
Let me love you, till we die,
With hairs and smells, and all we share,
Our fetish love, forever there.