Locks Twisted

You stand above me hair in fist
your first commandment pray on knees
reciting prayers so tough to teach
God above to hear me loud
whisper to feet, forehead on ground
you understand no words were said
your song forever in my head
big black eyes pitch as night
my soul to keep you cause me fright
but in excitement compelled to stay
locked forever in your gaze

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