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Red hair

He chose the rope
 
to match my hair
 
to match our passion
 
nothing hotter than red
 
I wondered if I  was blonde
 
or brunette
 
would he still want me
 
In bed
 
Of course he said
 
hair or non
 
red or brown
 
I want you
 
I want you
 
You are mine
 
I love you
 
I love you
 
no matter what
 
He simply said
 
I love you
 
because of you
 
not because
 
your hair is red
 
but he said
 
because your hair is red
 
I can use this rope
 
and tie you to the bed
 
Now  I'm really glad my hair is red!
Written by geminisub (geminisb)
Published | Edited 3rd Jan 2013
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