When she smiles, she lights up the sky
Her eyes sparkle and dazzle.
But that hair,
That hair,
That beautiful purple hair.
It’s majestic and royal and grand.
Layers and layers of curls,
Styled so high.
An indigo spire
In the sky.
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When she smiles, she lights up the sky
Her eyes sparkle and dazzle.
But that hair,
That hair,
That beautiful purple hair.
It’s majestic and royal and grand.
Layers and layers of curls,
Styled so high.
An indigo spire
In the sky.
You use colors so very well in all your writing. It is a vivid pleasure to read them.
Paul, thank you. This one is actually inspired by one of my fun, crazy paintings of a lady with super high hair. I smile every time I look at her, and I smiled when I read your comments.
Such a visually striking poem! I loved:
“An indigo spire
In the sky”