Richard Muirhead
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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.
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The soft, shiny, honey-blonde coloured
mass of loveliness cascades
and tumbles down your graceful neck
and curvy shoulders
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Your hair is flowing, floating, dancing through the sultry air,
caressing the breeze and leaves that swirl, but not so majestically as
those soft, silky, sensual locks of yours: gold, black or brown.
Nothing can compare to your crowning glory that I rejoice in, through verse.Or song? Would you like me to seranade you as a minstrel?
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Tashie`s sexy mane of gorgeous night-black hair
is tossed in an arc, like moonlight
around her graceful neck,
swan-like, I cradle and stroke it
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HONEY BROWN HAIR
Honey dew, rays of sunshine fall upon
the silk of your shiny hair,
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I gaze with pleasure upon those awesome,
lovely legs.
Such perfect beauty, symmetry.I can barely contain myself so I jump into a taxi and go many miles to the Playboytv chat studios.
Rushing into the room, I lie besides Tee Jay.
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So sultry, sexy, silky,
Her brown hair cascading and bouncing
Like candy floss, Summer dew,
as she develops a sexy bum in the gym.
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Her soft sexy voice on the phone,
caressing my ears and my body I pictured her legs,
her bum;
My fingers stroked her ankles, thighs,
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Ani, her red, cascading, overwhelmingly sexy mass of tumbling hair
and luscious pink lips, no wonder
I felt a tingling and throbbing inside me.
Her sparkling, lovely lashed eyes and luscious tongue circled those oh so kissable lips! That sensual, sultry smooth motion,
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Richard Muirhead Biography
I was born in Hong Kong and educated in Dorset England between 1975 and 1983, Winchester, Hampshire,1983-1985, Teesside Polytechnic 1985-1989, where I obtained a BA (Hons) in Humanities.The University College of Wales, Aberytswyth,1990-1991 where I did a librarianship diploma and Oxford Brookes University 1996-1999 where I acheived a MA in Research in the Humanities. I have been off work for health reasons since 1998 but this has given me much opportunities to write, draw and think.I have had about 6 poems published since 1976, the most recent, Brendan The Voyager has just been accepted for publication by Forward Press, England. The details of all my published poems can be found on my website.My first book, China: A Yellow Peril? was published in July 2009 and is available on amazon.co.uk and the Centre for Fortean Zoology, see below.I have worked as a care worker, a clerk, an indexer, librarian, bookseller and greengrocer and shop assistant.I live on my own in Macclesfield, Cheshire, England.I like writing poems about the beauty of womens hair, legs, etc and the beauty of the female body as a way of trying to empathise with women, bless them and enter into the joy of that.)
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Terrie, Tribute To A Beautiful Woman
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.
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