Today it flows
golden locks
that shine as bright
as the golden sun
gently tucked behind my ear
softly blowing in the wind
it almost touches the small of my back
but only when my head leans gently behind me

It feels so good when you gently run your
fingers through the loose waves
falling apart as your fingers run through
trying to escape them

You give me
a small flower
to place behind my ear
just before you said goodbye