#curly
Oh my, having curly hair is so fun!
Really? Try putting it in a bun.
But it's so pretty
It's also hefty.
Do you like it?
I do, but it's work.
Surely not!
Surely is.
But I love it.
Mar 29
Mar 29, 2026 at 1:11 AM UTC
I sometimes wish
I didn't feel
the way that I do
but we met
the other night
for the first time
we met because
we are both lonely
in a new town
and we both wanted more friends
from the moment we talked
I felt my body pulse
for you
which for me
that is quite a rare occasion
especially for a man
I walked to the coffee shop on friday night
and I see you with your dark curls
jeans
and as I got closer
I thought wow he is so so handsome
how can he just be my friend??
As we spoke more and more
throughout the night
I felt more and more pulled towards you
as you cared more and more about me
as we saw that we view the world in such a similar way
your a man
who feels his feelings
we spoke about crying to music
about feelings mental health and heartbreak
and now I am unsure of what to do
or how you feel
I know I am not at all ready for a relationship
or anything else
but all I know is
that I want you
and from what I can see
your insides are just as beautiful
as your outsides.
Aug 13, 2023
Aug 13, 2023 at 6:15 PM UTC
First time feeling like Juliet,
staring at you from the balcony
Majestic curly hair,
don’t know if you notice that like I do
Dark brown eyes,
sharp like a knife cutting right into me
And those smile in such hot weather,
somehow a shiver sent down my spine
Talking to your beloved friends,
your laugh could really end me
Don’t know if you know what you’re doing,
but I do know what to
Introducing myself to you,
introducing us, hopefully
That one day you’ll call me darling,
and I’ll call you mine
Aug 6, 2023
Aug 6, 2023 at 5:45 AM UTC
Choose me one day
Instead of all those men
Take me home and
Make love like there's no tomorrow
Let's not fall asleep
Reading each other's heart out
All those poems we wrote
Fo people we'll never meet
Jul 20, 2020
Jul 20, 2020 at 10:10 AM UTC
“(Go)rgeous morning sunrise”
between (t)he m(o)untains
glittering (the) dusty pollen
(la)mi(n)ating her gol(d)en hair
**** woman for teenage boys”
rich with magic and gilded with lust
(where poetry is you and me).
Jul 7, 2020
Jul 7, 2020 at 4:56 AM UTC
Evident, conscious
Are your curls aware of me?
As I am captured
By a gentle turning lock
A wave in the subtle trees
Jan 5, 2020
Jan 5, 2020 at 12:48 PM UTC
You look at her,
She's beautiful,
She's funny,
And unique.
But,
She isn't her.
You look at her dark straight hair.
You stare--
Touch it even.
It slowly transforms into curly twists before your eyes.
You stare in disbelief;
Rub your eyes.
You stare at her round sweet face,
Her pretty eyes,
And her petite lips.
It shape shifts into a strong jawline,
Gorgeous brown eyes (that you fell in love with once),
And soft vivacious lips.
You rub your eyes.
You hear her voice,
It's soft and new.
You smile.
Soon her voice mixes into another,
It's so velvet and mesmerizing.
You can't believe it.
Everywhere you look, images of the girl appear,
Every song you hear is sung by her,
And every sleeping-waking thoughts you have is her.
Aren't you over it?
You tangle your hand into hers.
Hoping the image will stay.
You hold onto her,
Begging the feeling to never stray.
You coil back, and
You look at her.
She isn't me--
And she never will be.
Dec 3, 2019
Dec 3, 2019 at 10:26 PM UTC
A beautiful creation
A powerful persuation
Underestimates nation
Build the foundation
In my heart navigation
Hey! You curly haired
The one let the coffee said
I'm warmer than her
Be careful!
Don't get burned sir!
Aug 5, 2019
Aug 5, 2019 at 12:56 PM UTC
what a smile
a splendid grin
lovely eyes
letting light in
a laugh
like butterflies
flying
from an airborne stone.
a touch
like warm snow
a blanket
to move and mold
a voice
like blooming dahlias
hair
soft and curled
arms
to fold around me
comfort
and joy
in your embrace
love
is all the more sweeter
with you
Jun 10, 2019
Jun 10, 2019 at 10:33 AM UTC
to me he is human.
a tad more human than the rest of us
he is the sunrise i long to see
and the sunset i know so well
he is the first star i see at night
he is what i wish for upon that star
he is the song you never get turned off of hearing
or the place you go that never seems to get dull
his voice sounds of adolescence and desire
his body as gentle as the ripples of the ocean at night
do i dare dip my toes in?
do i dare dip my toes in know the waves are coming
not knowing what lies beneath
he is so much like the ocean
beautiful
powerful
gentle
so unknown
why do we love the ocean so much
is it because of its beauty
or because its one thing on this God forsaken plant we see so much of but really know nothing about
is that why i love him
the wanting a curiosity of knowing what i see all the time
he is my breaking piont
you are the curly headed boy who broke me
Oct 4, 2017
Oct 4, 2017 at 4:05 PM UTC
Curls become straight
Hair flows beautifully
until it wraps around me
Holding me down
Fighting against my will
Enjoying the pain
Of the screams
My heart makes,
again.
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Aug 30, 2017
Aug 30, 2017 at 12:09 PM UTC
From the moment I first saw you,
I knew there was something wrong.
The way you walked and the way you talked,
you were like a handwritten song.
You where close to being angelic
with dazy eyes and a curly head.
But what I wasn't prepared for
was that you'd turn out to be satan instead.
Aug 16, 2015
Aug 16, 2015 at 4:46 PM UTC
I feel
A premonition that girls gonna make me fall
She makes you take your clothes off and go dancing in the rain
She'll make you go insane
Upside inside out
Living la Vida loca
Jan 6, 2015
Jan 6, 2015 at 11:47 AM UTC
I can smell your thoughts.
You are thinking about Morgan Freeman now,
I can feel it.
I can smell your curly hair
And your love of ******
And your farts.
Jan 6, 2015
Jan 6, 2015 at 11:43 AM UTC
Are you reading this
If you are
I know who you are
You are next to me
Feeling me
Feeling the table that we perch
You see me
You see me tap tap tap
You decide to acknowledge the tap tap tap
And join in with the tap tap tap
On the iPad
Jan 6, 2015
Jan 6, 2015 at 11:32 AM UTC
My curls are everything you wish you knew about me
But it won’t reveal my inner mystery
My hair means young, it means wild, it means free.
My Latina nature sometimes precedes my personality
People try to tell me who I am and they whisper, “I bet she…”
My curls are everything you wish you knew about me
He says, “I know about you Latin girls…” but the only one who can enlighten me about me, is me.
To them I’m nothing more than another Jenny from the Block, but I’m not here to entertain you, let me educate you
My hair means young, it means wild, it means free.
My curls exude confidence, beauty, and *** appeal; they keep secrets, create dreams, and remind me how bright I expect my future to be
My hair does define me. But not as you define it, as I do. I am everything I believe my hair means
My curls are everything you wish you knew about me
Latinas are fierce, they are fire, and they are dangerous. Maybe we’re that way because you won’t let us be.
Can I just be me? Why do I have to be the person you want me to be?
My hair means young, it means wild, it means free.
I’m tired of society’s shackles, so I ignore what society expects me to be
I love my curls, I love them when they’re frizzy, unkempt, and unruly. My curls are me.
My curls are everything you wish you knew about me
My hair means young, it means wild, it means free.
~Karina
Apr 20, 2014
Apr 20, 2014 at 10:39 PM UTC
There’s a girl with curly brown hair
Whose sense of humour is so rare,
She leaves people baffled,
Their simple brains addled
As she spouts one-liners with flair.
Apr 6, 2014
Apr 6, 2014 at 12:15 PM UTC