Your hair
ceaselessly caressing
cascading without fail
upon my skin
a reassuring flow.
Your hair
smothers bad dreams
Spirit-filled, eucalyptus-scented
lingering in slow burns
an incense where I worship
Your hair
etched in memory
as we spoke intimately
I feel your every word
calling out my soul
Your hair
soothing and calming
laced with chamomile and vanilla;
I breathe you in
and find my ease
Your hair
where I lay,
bathed in warmth,
light touch, hovering on me;
a waterfall of calm I've come to love
