Kiss Curls (Cascade Poem)

[Karin Anderson]

The mirror’s mist of roses in her hair.
The wait and longing date to make kiss curls.
The peak and fall of ripple’s dream cascades.
The hair-breadth to a flowing next-do date.


The reach of waiting arms to roll love whorls.
The trickles down the neck of throaty trust.
The soak of perm’s solution to sate dreams.
The mirror’s mist of roses in her hair.


The breathless golden pause to test the silk.
The rush of hotter air on body waves.
The shift of teasing teeth of ivory pearl.
The wait and longing date to make kiss curls.


The veil of liquid gloss to hold the dream.
The new lipstick’s red-puckered-pleased-lip pout.
The drool of swirling bliss and thrilling waves.
The peak and fall of ripple’s dream cascades.


The bedtime’s pillow fluff of coiffure clouds.
The midnight spell of a gold waterfall.
The cheer and sheer rapture of wash and wear.
The hair’s-breadth to a flowing next-do date.

Karin Anderson © 2017 S.A.

[Stella]

Beautiful Karin, and hair is beautiful too especially kiss curls. How wonderfully the lines do cascade through the poem and gives us such wonderful imagery and i love those ivory pearl teeth combing their way through.
Such fantastic imagination has created a true cascade of events

[Seema Chowdhury]

This is so beautifully expressed, Thanks for sharing this lovely write here. Take care and have a nice day