Her black silky hairs

 

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Oh, her black silky hairs, how they flow,

A sight so mesmerizing, like the moon's glow,

With strands that shine like a starry night,

And leave me lost in a sweet delight.

In her black silky hairs, I see a treasure,

A beauty that fills me with endless pleasure,

For they hold a softness that's truly rare,

And leaves me lost in a romantic affair.

With each gentle breeze, my heart begins to race,

And I am swept away in her flowing grace,

Lost in the strands of her silky hairs,

A love so deep, it takes away my cares.

Oh, how I long to run my fingers through,

And feel the softness that I love so true,

To hold her close and never let go,

And bask in the beauty that we both know.

For in her black silky hairs, I find my solace,

A place of comfort, a divine palace,

And with each beat of my heart, I vow,

To love and cherish her forever, starting now.

So let me run my fingers through her silky hairs,

And know that our love is what truly bears,

For with her by my side, my heart is complete,

And our love will last, eternal and sweet

Poet: Nunn Pari