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Knotted and coiled,

   brown like the color of earthen soil,

              my nappyBrown hair desperately

              needs your attention.

         After a long day of hard work,

                               tension,

                            and stress;

              I walk into the door to see your

                 smooth, sexy, caramel body

             staring back at my exhausted being.

You walk to me,

  greeting me with an ever so sweet taste of

  your lucious lips;

      while you caress the rugged terrain of my

      nappyBrown hair.

           Strand by Strand,

             Coil by Coil,

               Knot by Knot,

                    you carefull examine my nappyBrown

                    hair and with one sly notion,

                       you lead me over to the sleek

                       coffee brown couch across from us.

        You softly sit on the couch and take out

           a pic, a towel, and a can of cocoa

               butter hair creme from the

               adjacent chocolate dresser.

I spread your legs.........

  in order to make room for me in between them.

With my head facing the wall and lying in your valley

of fantasy and my arms gracefully straddling your legs,

      you begin to massage my nappyBrown hair with

      the cocoa butter hair creme.

          The very feeling of your palliate, warm

          fingertips softeneing my nappyBrown

          follicles and caressing my scalp begins

          to relieve my body of the weekday stress.

(UNFINISHED!!!!!!!)