I love to run my fingers
through the long strands
of your hair; blonde mixed with red,
like strawberries and cream.
Sometimes you wear it straight,
sometimes braided, sometimes in a bun.
Pink ends, pig tails, and untamed curls;
or dark brown like cascading chocolate waves.
Among a harem of maidens fair
I just want to wallow in your hair.
Change Morphs to Chance
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wtf??
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