She Has Fire Breathing Hair
She has fire breathing hair
I did not know what he meant
Until a bonfire began popping and flaring toward me
Her hair looked like an inferno
Tangerines, corals, oranges,
Moving like snakes, enticing me
Mesmerizing me.
I will never forget her hair.
It was the wildest I had ever seen.
I truly wished I had hair like this.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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