Fishing

She is one of those beautiful girls with
long gorgeous hair.
Naturally
sexy, dark, straight, thick, shiny.

Every girl lusts after it and when they comment-
which they do-
she gives a shy, dreamy smile & mentions that she is thinking to cut it.

They reject the notion loudly,
“It is too beautiful to cut!”
“I would kill for your hair!”

She looks at them coyly, innocently
wide-eyed, and nodding,
she plays with it
absently.

She will never cut her hair.

Written in 2003
Rome, Italy

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