these days, and cold nights
of winter, you trend in my mind
where i see my fingers sailing
on your long, silky black hair
that covers my face as my nostrils
sniff and squeeze gently sprinkled
fragrance on your whole body
like that red rose in full bloom
even as my lips search to kiss
your forehead where the waves
dark are parted before moving
to your eyes and tip of the nose
© henry victor 04.11.2017
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