7.12.2014

Angel Tresses

Sun at your back,
I worry about burn
but you,
framed in rays
glinting on your curls
like a halo,
are irresistible.
I swish hair
across your back,
pepper your light with kisses.
Posted by Marian at 11:01 PM
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2 comments:

  1. A wonderful moment! Peppering has never been better.

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  2. It is such a mothering thing to worry about sun-burn (even now mine have gone away to university, I still nag them about using sunblock). You always write with such tenderness about your children, and it makes me think how all children shine with their own special light.

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