Tresses – Thick, Long, Beautiful and Lost

They laughed, waved, smiled and toiled. They danced in the breeze and reflected her turmoils. They were stared at, they were touched, some gazed at them, awed. For the beauty was rare, of such tresses long, strong and thawed. Anger pulled at her hair, With his arms brawny, he hauled. He curled them around his fist, and hit … Continue reading Tresses – Thick, Long, Beautiful and Lost