Haircut

by DanChi   Jun 14, 2008


Do you know how it feels
When pieces of my hair fly off
Looking at the dead pieces
Trying to recapture what has been lost
I remember simple things you did
Gesture things which always make me smile
Deep inside me, I know
My hair is missing your breath
She is waiting for your touch
And she is longing for your kisses

I know how it feels
When pieces of my hair fly off
My shoulders and head feel so light
I know how it seems
Different than the day before
The barber keeps chopping my hair
My old days have gone
I will grow this tangled hair
For a new look
For you to brush and braid

AprilDC - February 2008 - HCM City

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