Shampoo in my Eyes
Relationships can be so much fun,
The inside jokes, the secret ways you
Tell me you know I am coming
For your heart, that all pathways
Have been cleared of debris
From last night's storm
And the many doors to your love
All open, expecting me.
Yes I am he that waters,
That fertilizes orchids,
Tendrils flowing with your hair,
Tasting the nectar
Of every blossom,
As I go though door after door…
Seemingly without end…
So open are you to me.
I braille every curve,
Explore every shadow, every line,
Breathe in the fragrance
Of your laughter, your smile.
There's so much yet to tell you,
And your music to swim in,
That I hardly even notice,
The shampoo in my eyes.
........this beautiful poem should be made into a movie....for adults only.....truly enjoyed every line...
I really don't know what all the fuss is about. Don't you guys ever take showers with your ladies / lovers / wives? Has no one ever told you that cleanliness is next to godliness. : -) Shoot, even drying dishes she has washed can be a sensual event. Life is short! Take time to smell the roses is my advice.
Woah sensational and i enjoyd d romantic creativity. Nice to know westerner ladies let their hair long too. Cant imagine myself shortening the long hair.
Beautifully expressed expectation of impending romance. Shampoo, like smoke, can get in our eyes and we fail to notice. Such is the power of love. Another wonderful poem from your pen!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful, the lover inside never ages.