Gentleman Marry Brunettes (Ode to Jane Russell)
A mauve sundress..........
Cavorting in the wind,
With a lavender waist band;
Holding her in place;
As the hemlines waltz to the heavens.
Foolhardily falling,
For the pouts of Aeolus.
Foot thongs............
That slip through the toes,
Like the gallant wind,
Softly blowing through the cracks,
Of a jagged ravine;
Whistling past the rock walls,
In her leeward path.
An Alice band............
Erect over her silky-cream front;
Rocking back her ginger brown tresses,
As they cascade towards the clavicles,
Standing their ground;
Even amidst the enchanting spells of the wind gods;
As strands escape her clutches, to frolic and tango;
One with the serenading thrush.
All the while, the lass stands still;
Like a gallant rock in a wing ravaged canyon;
Embracing the thrush of destiny,
With a bewitching smile, and no itch in her body;
Dwarfing the persona of even dear Norma;
Oozing in the faith providence bestowed;
In her ginger-brown locks;
For gentlemen do marry brunettes.
poem by Dilantha Gunawardana
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