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Latinos “Poem”
Posted on October 17, 2020 Leave a Comment
One must speak Spanish in Tampa Florida One must imitate the way Latinos behave So artistic and so free are Latinos Corona and Modelo they only drink Latino women are real women Have you ever seen a Latin girl walking? Every guitarist follow their rhythm Cuande? She asked when? I say right now She smiled […]
The Puerto Rican Girl “Poem”
Posted on September 26, 2020 Leave a Comment
The Puerto Rican Girl stormed into a store I witnessed a hurricane in front of my eyes She was young with her pick lipstick, eyes brows as sharp as a knife She was black or white i couldn’t tell I was color blind by her hairs resting backwards Her angst, her words, her worries meant […]
Mount of Venus “Poem”
Posted on September 1, 2020 Leave a Comment
Meet me on the Mount of Venus she said! Her hairs were like lost winds in deserts Her eyes were sharp like snake Her leges were white as snow She was a ghost Where is mount of Venus? I must find for her How shall I sleep tonight? Ask not how beautiful she looked in […]
Passerby’s on Saturday Night “Poem”
Posted on July 5, 2020 Leave a Comment
There goes a mom and dad and three little girls There comes a beautiful couple The man is average but the women is in her prime youth There goes skate boarders in groups of 10 all boys and girls pass me like a fast moving train River flows silently minding its own business I am […]
My Lovers Beauty “Poem”
Posted on June 10, 2020 Leave a Comment
You haven’t seen my lover yet If you see my lover you will became a Poet too If you see my lovers beauty you will became mad too If you see my lovers charm you will be restless too If you kiss my lovers lips you will be thirsty too If you see my lovers […]
“An Ideal Woman”
Posted on February 7, 2018 Leave a Comment
There was something special in her looks, inexplicable and wonderfully beautiful, I startled almost intoxicated, and unwittingly asked myself: Is this the ideal women? what power caused those sad, thoughtful eyes to shine with such glow. A familiarity, like I have seen her before but where? asked my pitiful soul, oh! such vivacity in her […]
Sleepless Nights of a Dreamer and a Lover. The Importance of being an Expressionist.
Posted on January 12, 2018 Leave a Comment
For I only took pleasure in dreaming of beautiful women, one might say I’m a stalker or a desperate man but that is not the case. For I’m a dreamer and I imitate women as they are no less than Art itself, there lies in them the profound harmony that resounds in every work of […]
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