metallic hoops locking braids
pretends to be mischievously
drawing that artistic path
to travel with those knots
as blemished obstacles
unravelling them as hola hoops
to get fit in and dance
While sliding through the silky strands
to let feel disguise
by the other half
singing happily the emptied echoes
Chanting for the Triton's conch
to let blow up the tides
As the silky waves pearling down
the mermaid's locks in search of
The kiss of true love

- Arya Stark