Dónall Dempsey

Rookie - 76 Points (15/07/56 / Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.)

Your Hair Dreams - Poem by Dónall Dempsey

Your hair
(fine as a baby’s fine)

so soft
softly

your hair
falls asleep

before the rest
of you.

Your hair
dreams of being

stroked
caressed.

The rest of you
follows suit

& soon

all of you
is sleeping.


Your hair
dreaming of my hands.


Your body
dreaming of my hands.



Dream & Reality
merging.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, September 22, 2008

Poem Edited: Thursday, February 26, 2009


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