Down my back
Luscious curls
Caressing the spine
Where your hands used to curl
Falling down the curves
Of my body
Like Rapunzals hair wrapped her tower
You told me not to let it grow
I watered it like a plant
And allowed the leafs of me to extend
So long to your opinion
And goodbye to my self standing respect
A long ways down
The curls circled on
Red and wired
They moaned on
Until the day came
My power came bolting
As the curls fell off my back
My hidden tower crumbled
The Bible spoke that
Sampson was nothing without
Locks so long
God told me
I was everything with
Shoulder top kissed curls
The burden was the length
The beauty was the girl
-a.n.s // Long hair sadness
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Smoke Laced Ink
PoetryA serious of poems I've written over the years. Please enjoy and send feedback, I would really appreciate it.
