A lovely breeze finds me in the summer time, <br />I taste your black Italian hair so sweet <br />Blowing in my face divinely. <br />Kissing your red mouth on a carousel, <br />The marvelous day has a rhythmic heartbeat of desire. <br />I’ll win a lottery of midnight stars, <br />Breathe fragrant lilac air, <br />You are with me now as the night disrobes.<br /><br />Uriah Hamilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/black-italian-hair/
