Friday, May 24, 2013

My Latina Lover

She moves her hips
Our hands grip
My lips touch her lips
Round and round
In circles to the sound
Of the music profound
Rhythms pound
From the speaker found
Located in this underground
Club hidden away
From the light of day
With ecstasy conveyed
Lost in the fray
She mirrors me
Every move she sees
She moves her feet
To the rhythm of the beat
Her legs moving faster
She is the master
I am the slave who asked her
For this dance
For just one chance
And now she covers
Every stutter
That my mouth utters
My body shutters
And my heart flutters
At the sight of my Latina Lover

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