Pink Haired Woman Poem by Aurora Isabela
Pink Haired Woman
A soul, in collars,
Walking untrailed trails,
Catching eyes on the lane,
To map her way to the train,
Ride along, adoring trees and wildlings,
Touch freckles of the rain,
Gazing rolling eye ,
Black haired and toothless,
Stood,offering wider arms,
Warming hands,
Weaving streaks of hair,
Kissing dense forehead down to her neck,
Leaving marks of how it all started
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