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Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Gloves Off

image:  Bert Stern
Go ahead and have your blondes, Gentlemen
You don't know what you're missing 
Anyway
I prefer my men with gloves off
I want to see the dirt under their nails
and feel their callused hands
rub against my neck to lift
my dark hair
when they kiss my neck

Blondes may sparkle like diamonds
but it's surface shine
tossed out like Mardi Gras beads to the masses
But brunettes
know the power of mystery
Deep dark earthen tresses
gate the passages
where only the most favored
gain entry.

submitted for Magpie Tales 97

21 comments:

Brian Miller said...

oo la la...i like mine with a little more depth than the surface as well...and a little grit...smiles....

Mimi Foxmorton said...

Mmmm....I can smell the dirt from here........

Most excellent!
(as always!)

*hugs*

Bouncin' Barb said...

I love this and too love a working mans hands on me. They are so sexy! Just like us brunettes!

Susie Clevenger said...

I love this...although I am a blond :)

Mynx said...

Personally some of the sexiest women I know are brunettes (or redheads) and I cant go past a tradie for sex appeal

J Cosmo Newbery said...

Hair, schmair, give me a woman with a sparkle in her eyes!

Eric 'Bubba' Alder said...

Can't dive deep into a shallow pond. :)

Berowne said...

And remember, Norma J. was not a natural blonde...

Ostensible Truth said...

oh how intriguing! a great response to the prompt - particularly liked this as it was unexpected - "I prefer my men with gloves off
I want to see the dirt under their nails
and feel their callused hands
rub against my neck" - very nicely done! nice seeing it on Magpie tales. OT

darev2005 said...

Mmmmm..... Always preferred brunettes and redheads to blondes anyway. Depending on my mood at the time, of course.

nene said...

Dang! You been reading my autobiographic diary, Lolamouse?
Most of my knuckles and fingers have witnessed much tyrannic battles. The dirt from gravel pits have assimilated into the nature of my skin cells underneath my nails. The calusses on my hands and my feet are like lunar surfaces attached a rotund but healthy latino body.

My 'piel' is dark and my hair is starless midnight black so in this light I say to my brunette friend, we walk side by side sharing the depths of our thoughts snickering yet appreciating the blondness of the Sun. Getting to close to it would only burn and char our brain cells.

Wow, see how you bring out the secrets only meant for my secrets in my diary?

Sherry Blue Sky said...

I especially love the earthen tresses that "gate the passages where only the most favored gain entry".

izzy said...

good job, and true- although I have known a few blonds with depth and fire.

Tumblewords: said...

Oh, yes!

nene said...

That's '...to my rotund...' and '...too close to it'.

Kathy Bischoping said...

My goodness. How can I follow that last comment? I think with a champagne spritzer of admiration for the Mardi Gras bead image. :-)

Lolamouse said...

nene: Is it getting hot in here? Excuse me while I go get some agua fría ;)

Helen said...

Love your Mag ... and love the fact that she was never a real blonde!

Lena said...

I'm in a kind of limbo......how's strawberry-blondes' chance of gaining entry...?

A very Happy New Year to you and your family, Lola!

Pat Tillett said...

I'm with you!
I've never really been attracted to blonde hair and fair skin. I'm not unattracted to them, I just prefer a more ethnic look.

Sienna said...

Steamy, I like it!!!!