I adore the way your fingers mingle with particular strands of my hair.
I love it when they delve into the further reaches of my scalp and return smelling a bit like perfume-
but also a bit like
us.
I know sometimes when you start to pull back,
your hand snags up on a few hairs.
And sometimes when there are only a few you don’t notice and I choose not to.
But when a few more entangle themselves you can’t help but notice as a bit of hair,
curls itself around and around your fingers,
-never wanting you to let go-
-never wanting to let you go-
but you always do.
And then you always seem to get your hands tangled in my hair again.
Author notes
Love as a Verb
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A contest entry
- Emotions by satan-.
950 points, ended July 14, 2008, 65 entries
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700 points, ended August 4, 2008, 25 entries
Silver trophy winner
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This is wonderful and shows the idea behind the contest well. Shows how a moment, an action, can do more to say "love" than mere words. Bravo and well done on capturing the essence of the contest.
Serenity
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Awww, it's so sweet. Love is a pretty pretty thing (at times) It's moments like these you never want to let go. Thanks for entering!
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nice
Nice words rally like it specially;
-never wanting you to let go-
-never wanting to let you go-
but you always do.
These are the best lines of this poem, really heart touching and critisizing the lover, -
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Thank you :)
I'm glad you enjoyed it.
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