Manly Hair

I am going to grow a beard It will be soft, and cropped close, Black fluff that both hides and defines my jawline, and makes me look mysterious. I will look rugged, look deep, look Interesting. In time, I will be known for my hypothetical beard. Young men with patchy peachfuzz will envy me. And women young and old will swoon at the sight and envy the lover of mine. She who strokes the hairs each night and giggles When we kiss, because it tickles her nose. Yes, I am going to grow a beard.