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Currents of pain

infuse wrath

upon my brain muscles.

But her fingers

dunked in oil

toil hard

on my rough hair

where they seduce every nerve

and swerve intently

across the curves.

Every tension

pent up within

oozes out steadily.

Their subtle movements

work in unison.

A mental orgasm I presume

what has hit upon me.

And as the time glides stealthily

her fingers turn wild.

Nails brush the canvas

as my head soaks in its colors.

Palms rub scornfully

bullied by their might 

waiting for an indication

to forgo and bury all the brood

and sense the lost truce all over again..

- C Kumar

3rd August 2015

Reviews

[Mitali Shah]

Interesting piece. Just wishing you don't end up losing your hair as Andrew said ;)

[andrew mitchell]

Nice write and I hope you didn't lose too much hair! lol

[marcus]

sounds like an interesting take on an awesome head massage!

[KWP]

lovely piece to get caught right up in the moment X

[Willard Wells]

Interesting read with good flow and a fun piece.

[Perkele.7885]

This must be what be what "giving head" means in the true sense of the words!
A very head and shoulder's poem!
SUGGESTIONS for title: Head Job, Fingered, Rub-a Dub, Head? or No Head?

[KWP]

errrr.... no !