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Silver Fox
I'm drawn to that natural tint of hair;
Those dye jobs will never compare.
Time etches beauty in every strand;
Sitting on top of a face that is tanned.
Reflecting light, like facets of a jewel;
The silver fox to my fire does add fuel.
It is that peace that comes from being;
Comfortable with time, totally freeing.
Beauty enhanced, sparkling, dancing;
Tuning in my thoughts to romancing.
A Guinness liberates my mind to see;
The silver fox takes me under a palm tree.
Glistening the light of the Caribbean's sun;
Having captured my heart, you have won.
Your hair is framed by the sky so blue;
A vision written on my heart like a tattoo.
Your eyes sparkle, your smile a delight;
The silver fox whisks my soul into the night.
6Aug11
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