Terrie, Tribute To A Beautiful Woman Poem by Richard Muirhead

Terrie, ah the bliss of talking to a dream-goddess,
a kissable, loveable, sexy blonde haired princess,
I can barely resist running my fingers through her multi-toned sun honey sexy, so so sexy tresses.All the boys and girls stare in wonder as she strolls by, wishing, craving just a glimpse of Terrie`s mane.

Nothing has been seen on this planet quite like her famous hair.
Everyone loves her, especially her knee length waterfall of blonde bliss.I wish she`d notice me, just a geek-poet, I`ve always loved her from a distance, a humble hair salon office boy.

One day, it must be fate: We`re stuck in a lift together in the salon!
I stammer: 'Terrie, please, just let me move that blonde strand out of your silky long black lashes'.
Shocked, I hear her say, 'baby, kiss me all over.'
I bend, kiss neck, hair, and shoulders(tanned, silky, curvey) whisper in
her ear; ' tonight, in moonlight, your soft hair is my kissing-place'.

We met, kissed, embraced as we climaxed together on the tropical sand.
As I ran my fingers through her knee length curls;
and held her hand. Twelve months later, a white wedding
and I put her up in retro rollers.Our hearts and bodies pulsing.