The Wind and Your Hair

i enjoy the way your hair
take flight in the wind
obediently dancing
to every rhythmic beat.

i love the fragrance
your hair releases
to the command of
the whispering wind.

i appreciate the way
the sun finds its way
through each wispy strand
lending rich colour
to your clustered beauty
in every way.

i enjoy the way the wind
play those tender games
with your hair,

one moment it tenderly
toss a few strands
concealing your eyes

and
every now and again
enough strands
to obscure your entire face,

some strands are even
wise enough
to steal a kiss by
slipping through your lips.

i love the way you slowly
brush those disobedient,
strands away with such
seductive ease.

i love the sight of your hair
blowing and flowing
in the wind.