Sunday, October 25, 2009

And what if he could read my mind

I watched him as he played with my hair
A thumb bandaged because of a careless affair
An interesting Kay Menon face
A shock of red and blond hair
A white pair of jeans with a flashy silver belt
A red tee worn with unabashed flair

I could see the women looking
Desire and admiration inter-mingled
While he skillfully shaped my face

I could see he could read them all
The merry lass, the leary Jane
And while I sat counting his fans
I saw his eyes rest below my mane
A naughty smile that seemed to say
Ha ha would you like to step into this fray

Just imagine its so much fun
I tap into your mind while I cut your hair
And do a pretty map of all that's there
Oops I spill out and gear up to run!

3 comments:

  1. You so need to meet more happening people at work now!! Hair dresser??? Hmmph!

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  2. :-D, believe me he is better than the office crowd ... but how do u know what was running on my mind ;-)

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  3. I was a hair dresser in my past life remember;-)

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