Thick And Luscious
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What was once one's own.
And readily shown,
To be thick and Luscious.
Does over time become limp.
Thin.
Losing its quickness to bounce.
To expose a baldness beginning.
Noticing more a spreading not to end.
First there is a discovery,
Of the greying of hair.
That some begin to pluck.
As if this warns others not to appear.
Yet nothing can be done.
Without the hiding with dye to use.
That soaks into the scalp.
And killing brain cells too.
Nothing done to what was once,
Thick and luscious.
Will restore the youthfulness,
Of its appearance.
Or either prevent a man or woman,
From growing older.
And done without giving,
Neither consent nor permission.
What had been proud to have,
And claim ownership of it.
With compliments at times to get.
Well...
Aging has its way,
For both men and women to more reminisce.
About a lusciousness and what was thick.
To forget when embellishing,
Who had what and where it was...
With it to satisfy.
And...
The necessity to suggest,
What had been thick.
And who thought it to be luscious.
"Eyes up!
The older you get,
Lower does your mind go into the gutter."
-I know.
Who knew?
I tease.
Some take swan dives into it! -
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