Watching the roguish young man
walk towards her with languid grace
she swoons with possibilities
only imagined.
His actions speak in tones
of pure sensuality
as with a soft feathery touch
he reaches out
and runs his fingers through her hair.
Spinning her around and leaning in,
their eyes connect as
they gaze into the mirror.
His sonorous voice fills with promise
as with scissors in hand
he quietly asks,
How would you like it cut?
This is the result of a list of words provided by a friend. The words are:
roguish sonorous feathery scissors tones