To cuddle with her rosy lips
Makes me lost in Utopian trips
Hair when she wears in two braids
In scorcher support some soothing shades.
Emit her big glittering eyes a heavenly light
In the wink of which i do get hypnotize.
And find myself doing in state of trance, Tango
Cha-cha, Mambo or a Rumba dance.
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