Hair like water or
Water like hair
flowing down the dam:
Rapunzel of spring,
Thaw this heart,
puddle my footsteps
as they search for you
on this concrete wall.
And where she
drops her hair time can
not keep from dancing
her steps below swirl
freebubbling beneath
ice like rice paper
above gives way
to this boiling ball.
Barefooted, she twirls
her wedding gown around
making giddy guests and I
jump the new rainfall.
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