Tropic Interlude Poem by Liilia Talts Morrison
Tropic Interlude
Mango days and tango nights
swept me in their grip
haunting rhythms swaying palms
pirates sailing ships
Mango days and tango nights
blurred my tropic trip
quickly stirring winds that turned
palm fronds into whips
Mango days and tango nights
slowly sank and slipped
into painful memories
fair illusions stripped
Mango days and tango nights
swept me in their grip
Latin rhythms, swaying palms
pirates sailing ships.
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4/25/2024 12:03:38 AM # 1.0.0.1119
'Mango days and tango nights', 'fair illusions stripped', highs and lows of life.