Baby what a big surprise you halved your hair’s length
My chest ached for a bit until I saw your eyes
Unlike Samson, you did not lose your soulful strength
As it lies in your stems stretching into my skies
I compete for complete closeness with your shadow
Winning when the Sun shines over the other side
I hope you kept your downcast hair for my tableau
Where I appear spine-chilling as if I had died
I love every part of you as I always spoke
Showing you as well whenever I am closer
Methinks I had an infinitesimal stroke
Luckily I can become an astute poser
What is so important about some dismissed hair
It fits my memory’s angles now all like air
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Patrick M. Ohana
A medical writer who reads and writes fiction and some nonfiction, although the latter may appear at times like the former. Most of my pieces (over 2,200) are or will be available on Shakespeare's Shoes.
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