Dancing, Wildlife, And Creative Inspiration
Monday, 10 October 2011
Quantum Entanglement, or Rapunzel's Lament
The Wind whips fingers through my hair,
Lifting random tendrils in the air.
I meant to plait it, but forgot
And now it's flying everywhere.
He plays with them until I've got
My tangled tresses tied in lovers' knots.
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