Long-haired Lover

by Writer

Her hair flows through my fingers like a flash flood.

For that brief moment my hands are healed.

The aches and pains are lost in the rush.

Its a new pleasure every time.

My heart cadence explodes a pulse through my skin.

The air smells of spring time after the last winter ever.

It could carry me away, if it hasn’t already.

No need to see, only to feel.

To feel my long-haired lover as if to memorize her.

Might take a while…

Might take forever…

I hope it does.

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