
To punish menfor their endless sins,god gave methis fair skin,this long black hair.Akiko Yosano
My hair from sleeping this morning
I will not comb out the beauty you made of it
Making a pillow with your hand.
Murasaki Shikibu

Hair all tangled this morning -
Shall I smooth it
With spring rain
Dripping from the jet-black
Wings of swallows?
Akiko Yosano
A thousand lines
Of black black hair
All tangles, tangles --
And tangles too
My thoughts of love!
Akiko Yosano
Black hair
Tangled in a thousand strands.
Tangled my hair and
Tangled my tangled memories
Of our long nights of love making.
Akiko Yosano

To my black hair
Comes wafted
The scent of lilies
Endearingly
Like the breath of a man.
Akiko Yosano

Will he always love me?
I cannot read his heart.
This morning my thoughts are
as tangled as my black hair.
Lady Horikawa

With not a thought
for my black hair's disarray,
I lay myself down —
soon longing for the one
whose hands have so often brushed it smooth.
Izumi Shikibu