My love is the curl
that spurts out tiny scalp
A child peeking at me
while I slurp at a beer
My love is the ringlet
dancing in the open air
Before the toddler tucks
itself back into its seat
My love is the playful
twist of life’s fabric.
My love is the curl
that spurts out tiny scalp
A child peeking at me
while I slurp at a beer
My love is the ringlet
dancing in the open air
Before the toddler tucks
itself back into its seat
My love is the playful
twist of life’s fabric.
