druple

As a kid there's certain things in my life that have always had the ability to send my heart racing; thunderstorms, spiders, trampolines, rainbow paddle pops, long car trips & tadpoles.
The hippy child dancing in my belly has always loved a dreaded boy, a dirty urchin child, I find it impossible to look away.
Street performers are amazing creatures. I'm drawn to them.





Dear Dreadlocks,

i love you
Every time I see you I take a double, triple, quadruple look at your rugged beauty. You are so super sexy, I find it hard to control myself around you.
One day I will marry you and have your dreaded children, our dreaded children, and they will be magnificent and gloriously beautiful and hopefully with locks of dreaded goodness.
Your mysteriousness takes my breath away. I'm left crazed by a desire to know what your matted ringlets contain. many secrets, a treasure map perhaps?
You send my spine into a tail spin.
One day I will kiss you.

One day
(L)