- I met a redhead,
She has this amazingly pointed nose,
With a fair and perfectly toned skin.
There was something about her eyes,
Blue, with an intriguing gaze;
The type that see through the obscure and opaque.
The very quintessence of brightness.
I thought she was with someone,
‘Cos everytime I stole a gaze at her,
This particular dude eyed me.
I told her how lucky he must be,
She smiled, thanked me,
for the compliments,
And politely told me she came alone.
How excited I was, to be wrong.
I told her of my love for the colour red,
And how strong and bold
The exotic hair colour make her.
I also said something
About fiery and fairies,
And I woke up,
From an amazing dream.