Ginger Hair
Ginger Hair
Sinister boy of ginger hair
Your cloak of darkness
Keeps me entangled in its lair
There are layers of hate, coldness, and black
Encircling a heart filled
With cobwebs and snake
I try to run but something holds me back
Green jewels of eyes
Like those of a great lake
His voice is tender as that of a dove
Lulling me to sleep so tender, so loved
Copyright © Evelyn Jones | Year Posted 2011
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