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Poem To Black Hair


What I love
As we walk
On my shoulder your head gently rests, 
Pressing close
As if to lean
As if to whisper
As if by accident
- and only for a moment
You stay
Hair thick against my neck 
Bramble tangle and moor wild
Wool warm and mint tingle
Untamed
Untameable
Like you.


(Drawing by Sandra Kay Strait from lifeimitatesdoodles)