The Secret Pleasure of Mauve-Coloured Hair

Falling in the well, I’m so moronic
Screaming a wailing noise symphonic
Dry inside, a total blood clot
Eyes shadowed apricot

Hands that touch will form new strands
Bonds that pull with great aplomb
Mauve-coloured hair, she enthrals
Body bare, her smiles call

Thinking of her behind my stare
The secret pleasure of mauve-coloured hair

Infatuated on so many levels
Like a pyramid built of stepping bevels
In love with her words, unspoken but written
A symbiosis, I am smitten

Heart of water, spirit of snow
Beaming from lyrical eyes that glow
Her consciousness in poetic streams
Feature of my colourful dreams

Thinking of her behind my stare
The secret pleasure of mauve-coloured hair

If you’re feeling responsible
I forgive you for all your ignorance
If you’ve taken a step into the light
I’m still waiting perpetually
I’ll be patient for all eternity
I can wait, knowing that you are right

She brings with her a beautiful presence
Making happy even the darkest excrescence
She may be crazy, her head a twisty mess
But darkness brings flavour — I love her; god bless…