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Through a cracked curtain seen
Comb glides through wet hair
Resting on her white shoulder
Seductively smooth and bare
Slim arm rhythmically moves
Straightens and bends
Long clean strokes
To each tresses end
Eyes closed as if in daydreams
Or perhaps from that sheer bliss
Of her comb's long gentle
Caressing soothing kiss
Unaware she was watched
On her face a little smile
Sheer relaxed and content
I watched just a little while
A fascinated willing voyeur
Until guilt sent me on my way
Back into my dull little life
Just a little brighter that day
And now night after night
Unendingly it seems
That hair tumbles and slides
Through all of my dreams

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