We Talked (of hair)

Blissful ignorance is stranded in our skin

Aching clumps in fists

Regret and Disdain flowing free

Remorse and a dwindling hope for reconcile

My heart takes the lead

Of the brains logical role

Failure guaranteed

Selfishness took the toll

eyes dilating the conflict

How you hated yours

And liked mine

Our eyes

How my bothered me

Yet, I found comfort in yours

The cool color soothing my worry

Contact held vaguely, then gone in a hurry

Tiny Smiles in them

Darting around

Splintering sunlight in between

Smiles

Trapped behind shy sleeves and softened lines

Full and loving in the warmest times

Sugary silence

Content in our speechless moments