CDM Anderson

Rookie (New York City)

Brooklyn Girl - Poem by CDM Anderson

En los jardínes de Brownville,
The flowers that grew now stand still
Porque la mujer de Brooklyn aparecio
With such grace en su alma, su olor que bailaba en mi olfato, y su amor nunca desaparecio.
Su pelo volaba libremente, y her lips intertwined with mine
Lips, me dejo sin palabras
Tuve la tentación de besarle otra vez
Me dejo sin palabras, con su lips de miel.
Las calles in Bedstuy han muerto, pero la
Mujer de Brooklyn ha vuelto, y las calles revivieron.
Sus lips me dejo sin palabras, y me quede con hambre.
Sus palabras attacked me like a ferocious bull,
Y su sexo me lleno con caricias inolvidables,
Rodeado por burbújas de amor, debajo del agual tan delicado,
tan azúl.
Su olor bailaba en mi olfato,
Su amor me acribilló por dentro; ahora se que estoy enamorado,
pero she was the one that noticed that I was the devoted aficionado,
Que nunca ha estado ilusionado,
But I knew que en los jardínes de Brownville,
Los flores que han crecido se han quedado de pie todavía,
Porque when the woman from Brooklyn came around,
I was falling in love with her,
But as I was falling, she caught me.
Y yo, no lo sabía.


Comments about Brooklyn Girl by CDM Anderson

  • (4/6/2012 8:21:00 PM)


    to love read you
    was falling in love with her,
    But as I was falling, she caught me.
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 5, 2012



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