Hair-do.
Created | Updated Jan 31, 2006
Your tiny island; red leatherette chair
in a sea of nodding violet rinses
holds you and enfolds you as no
new lover’s arms ever will again
and your dreams are all of yesterday
when Jimmy bent, with wicked eyes,
to lick the strawberry ice cream
from the corners of your mouth
and lust was a word you’d never heard
but the breaking in his voice and
the sound of his breath in your ear
span you dizzy and you were lost.
in a sea of nodding violet rinses
holds you and enfolds you as no
new lover’s arms ever will again
and your dreams are all of yesterday
when Jimmy bent, with wicked eyes,
to lick the strawberry ice cream
from the corners of your mouth
and lust was a word you’d never heard
but the breaking in his voice and
the sound of his breath in your ear
span you dizzy and you were lost.
