Argentine Tango Poems

You are the last snowfall before the Spring
My mouth catches your snowflake kisses
Knowing that all too soon only reminiscence
Will savor your evanescent being
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Where is the passion?
Where is the fight?
You once had a fire that
burned bright through the night
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I dream and taste a raspberry, blackberry summer,
Whose days are ripe with sunny, golden rays
That cling to tanning skin like white on rice.
Resplendent warmth and I'm at once in rapture,
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Here I am in a house full of people,
Me in my empty house.
Here is a home for many settled souls,
Though mine is vagabond.
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The wind bellows.
Its voice spreads like wild fire
across fields of sun-kissed wheat.
A single sunflower sways at the touch
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I'm running just like
The tears down my cheek and ink
on the tear-stained page

I'm running behind
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I found a lifeline in you, glass of wine
And I gave my blood to you
But my heart is on loan from a long time ago
To the man that made me surrender to you
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Tourists gather 'round the statue and pose
But don't bother to read the plaque
They snap their cameras and fly back home
Without ever looking back
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I lay myself upon the hills of grass
My brunette curls they wrap around the daisies
Their faces lit by starlight, moon and fairies
That dance out of my dreams in shoes of glass
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