Your hair <br />(fine as a baby’s fine) <br /> <br />so soft <br />softly <br /> <br />your hair <br />falls asleep <br /> <br />before the rest <br />of you. <br /> <br />Your hair <br />dreams of being <br /> <br />stroked <br />caressed. <br /> <br />The rest of you <br />follows suit <br /> <br />& soon <br /> <br />all of you <br />is sleeping. <br /> <br /> <br />Your hair <br />dreaming of my hands. <br /> <br /> <br />Your body <br />dreaming of my hands. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Dream & Reality <br />merging.<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/your-hair-dreams/
