You Are Slowly Fading Away

When you come out bathing

With the towel moulded

In your hair,

And as the curls

Cascade over your shoulder

Amazing beautiful you look

 

And when you

Remove the towel

And the wind brazes through

The unfurling of velvety slimy hair

As you twist from

One side to

To the other

Feels like

As if

A wave in the river

Has just passed through

Giving a sensuous feel

 

The glitter

Of the splash

That emerges

When the hair

Waves it through from

One side to the other

As you twist your head

Gives a feel

That someone down

Is eagerly waiting

To collect the pearly

Drops of water

That drain

Through the hair.

 

You are slowly

Moving out

For want of time

And maintenance

I doubt, in the years

To come, if people

Will nourish such long hair

And I am sure

They will miss

Something to cherish.