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"Do you know of the hours I spent straightening my tangled black hair...? Or the thousands I spent taming my curly locks...? Do you know of the ages i spent in front of a dishonest mirror...? That lied and lied again about my beauty Within...?" And He replied... "Don’t you know those curls are a treasure, My sweet friend...? When I play with them at night...Again and again... Wrap my fingers around them... feeling your original curly sin..? Don’t you know those curls are a pleasure, My sweet friend...? As they tickle my soul in their sinuous intent... I want to mess your black hair... Into a wild naked disarray curls and more curls.. Spread them with my hands... Bury myself in their heady perfume... And I won’t let you... No, I won’t let you Defile those curls...Ever..." If my Muse spoke...
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Jun 12, 2017
Jun 12, 2017 at 6:44 AM UTC
If my Muse spoke...
"Do you know of the hours I spent straightening my tangled black hair...? Or the thousands I spent taming my curly locks...? Do you know of the ages i spent in front of a dishonest mirror...? That lied and lied again about my beauty Within...?" And He replied... "Don’t you know those curls are a treasure, My sweet friend...? When I play with them at night...Again and again... Wrap my fingers around them... feeling your original curly sin..? Don’t you know those curls are a pleasure, My sweet friend...? As they tickle my soul in their sinuous intent... I want to mess your black hair... Into a wild naked disarray curls and more curls.. Spread them with my hands... Bury myself in their heady perfume... And I won’t let you... No, I won’t let you Defile those curls...Ever..." If my Muse spoke...
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juhi-2
36/F/India
Jun 12, 2017
Jun 12, 2017 at 6:44 AM UTC
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