To porcelain shoulders it seductively flows Adorning my irresistible you, Glistening Nordic white that glows Enrapture your eyes of ice blue
Your lustrous mane enwraps my love I’m immersed oh, what an ivory smile, So serene, so bright, hallmarks, calling the white dove Your seduction captivating; my heart beguile
Alluring waves that intertwine Such radiance of pearly hue Beauty so real and genuine All I can do, is dream of you
As the sparkles of mountain snow touches those lips of rose I proclaim: You are my one and only, truelove
PoemsbyBruce Going to have some fun with my mane obsession. I am going to do three poems to Baby Blonde hair. One will be tanka format then, a free verse, and then rhyme. Last blonde poem. Hope you enjoyed.