Shinning Gem's Poem by Antonio Liao

so special is your hair
without
a seconds and
a countless of gesture, your
fingers wish
to touch

your glooming
hair
in your head
looking back the comb
that splashes the
thinned
shinning hair, as it flashes

all the oily
smooth curly strands, where
between its
length
the little tiny lies wish
to reach
the bottom
views of the beautiful
hair

my bosom friend
love to settle
her magnificent glows of gems
I kept it a
blinks for a while, tempted
to smell

wondering what
would it be, yet!
so fulfilling
to
blow the wind
dazzling to reach the
alluring hair

of my beloved
friend, the only precious
gems she
possess until, the beautiful
angelic hair lost it’s
fragrance of
existence, a glimpse of
dust mesmerize

the memories of the YOU