silvery tresses of moonlight cascaded
Elizabeth Squires
Elizabeth Squires
Apr 22, 2013

silvery tresses of moonlight cascaded
down upon the palm tree lined shore
where young couples slowly strolled
taking in the night's ambiance
tarrying on the sea air
an affection wave
played with joy
so sweetly
in their
hearts

you play with your enticing, enchanting tresses.
Aditya Shankar
Aditya Shankar
May 23      May 24

I am the tenderness in your eyes
When I hold your hands in mine.
I am the shiver down my spine
When your soft lips touch my skin.
I am the blush that colours your cheeks
When you smile at me in your special way.
I am the air of mysterious charm you carry
When you play with your enticing, enchanting tresses.
I am the hesitation in your voice
When you voice your deepest desires.
And I am your impulsive smile
When our eyes meet when its least expected.

I am all you are, I am all you feel
And yet, I'm nothing without you.

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This Band, which bound thy yellow hair
  Is mine, sweet girl! thy pledge of love;
It claims my warmest, dearest care,
  Like relics left of saints above.

Oh! I will wear it next my heart;
  ’Twill bind my soul in bonds to thee:
From me again ’twill ne’er depart,
  But mingle in the grave with me.

The dew I gather from thy lip
  Is not so dear to me as this;
That I but for a moment sip,
  And banquet on a transient bliss:

This will recall each youthful scene,
  E’en when our lives are on the wane;
The leaves of Love will still be green
  When Memory bids them bud again.

Ran a bonecomb through my tresses
Kate
Kate
Mar 9, 2011

I wish I wore long dresses
Raced the boys through streets of Rome
Ran a bonecomb through my tresses
And sent them all back home

loom night looms, inside her sweet dark tresses,
Morrigan LaFaye King

A gloom night looms, inside her sweet dark tresses,
No one thing survives the trippy nerved crevices,
No one knows what shadowed secrets, she suppresses.

Spindling tresses stick to damp cheeks.
Goldie
Goldie
Jun 4, 2013

In our hearts, young Finches.
The last ash falls upon lucid dreams.
Blood stained face, dreaming...
Woe! and girl cries out in the night!
Spindling tresses stick to damp cheeks.

salty sea misting her long tresses
PaintsWithWords
PaintsWithWords
Oct 18, 2011

Sandy footprints down to the shores edge
thundering waves echo emptiness
salty sea misting her long tresses
she waits at the shoreline
for her sailor's return

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fresh to new growth's tresses.
Christine Kelley
Christine Kelley
Feb 24, 2013      Feb 25, 2013

Mountain laurel peers its evergreen,
crowning edges of desolate
brown twists and tangles in woods
with celebration that soon
other dryads will flow bald scalps
fresh to new growth's tresses.

Ombre tresses flow over striking icy blues
The Noose
The Noose
Mar 14

The melody of desire
Haunts
And
Engulfs

Desire, admiration
For the one with a voice like nectar
Perfect for conveying emotion
Faultless and fluid

Ombre tresses flow over striking icy blues
Embracing an enigmatic countenance
And an abundance of nonchalance
Possessed by a beautiful human
The Gods quiver at the sight of him
The hero I revere.

For Jared Leto.
Lovely shining tresses spiral
Judy Ponceby
Judy Ponceby
Nov 27, 2011

She rises from a limpid pool.
Silvery beads cling to flesh
Clothing her in brilliant shimmer.

Lovely shining tresses spiral
Down over slim shoulders
Framing her beautiful face.

Eyes of moon silver, lips of rose
Grace her fair visage.

And I ...

I can do naught, caught as I am
in the dazzling light of her rising.

Inspired by http://pinterest.com/pin/128282289355493987/
 
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