She looked at me with some energy in her eyes
The sweet taste of the pineapple dripping down my throat
Her dark Latina hair and her milk like skin
Instantaneously turned my blood to ice
My mind flew away in a red boat
My heart was about to cry out, to sing
When she spoke to me, I heard a melody
A song which reached to the core of my heart
Her voice like honey, more than sweet
I needed her under my custody
I wished we never had to part
I almost dropped to her feet
When she shook her rear assets
My eyes popped out of the eyeballs
Her smile is so infectiously beautiful
I tried selling my love in small packets
But the signal was so weak she did not receive any of my calls
I was consoled by that time is plentiful
But I heard she is taken by another man
Officially yet unofficially, by a friend
I had to retreat, with my tail carefully placed between my rear legs
Yet I have hope, the sun set to rise for me the man
This has always been my love trend
Oh will it change, the Latina has given my heart legs
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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