Tied in a half bun,
That brown curly hair
settled on your nape
which is wet and bare
It traces your cheeks
turning them pinkish shy
I wish I could do a trick
And be up there for a while
Few strands are quite naughty just like me
They are purposely swinging closer along with the breeze
I cannot wait like a clock to see when the hands will meet
Let me kiss you my love allowing our lips to deal about it freely
That brown curly hair
settled on your nape
which is wet and bare
It traces your cheeks
turning them pinkish shy
I wish I could do a trick
And be up there for a while
Few strands are quite naughty just like me
They are purposely swinging closer along with the breeze
I cannot wait like a clock to see when the hands will meet
Let me kiss you my love allowing our lips to deal about it freely
Copyright ©2015 by Elvira Lobo- Its My Life
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