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Hermosa Dama de las Balanzas (para "Bonzi")
..... calladita como un ratón de iglesia
pero aye que gran ilusión
siempre insinúando pa que vean
la mujer qué vive por dentro,
no se confundan con la ilusión
su pecho enrojeciendo con deseo
se le ve a través de la tela de su vestido
dos manzanas rojas suspendidas
lista para saborear la piel suave
"Roxanne, Quiero hacerte estremecer"
en una admiración reservada
compartida entre las balanzas,
Tú y yo
cada palabra, deseos carnales
que gotea de los labios
el aliento quema la piel
intenso con el calor del sol
durante la noche cierro mis ojos,
sueño con beber la tinta
de las palabras que su pluma crea
su senos gotan
leche de almendras
sobre mis labios
una bondad feminina...Seré tu "Nene"
anhelo de mirar profundamente
a sus ojos marrónes
estar envuelto firme
y con pasión entre sus muslos
femeninos llenos de musculatura.....
.... ella es una rosa roja en el Harlem Español
creció dura y salvaje en la calle ella es especial, nunca ve el sol
Sólo sale cuando la luna está luminante y las estrellas están brillante
en los ojos sele ve lo suave que es, como una flor sobre la piel
Hermosa Dama de las Balanzas
su pecho enrojeciendo con deseo
se le ve a través de la tela de su vestido
dos manzanas rojas suspendidas
lista para saborear la piel suave
"Roxanne, Quiero hacerte estremecer"
en una admiración reservada
compartida entre las balanzas,
Tú y yo
Published 10th Feb 2018
Author's Note
....I was inspired by the classic line from the song, "A Rose In Spanish Harlem" by the great Ben E. King, written by Jerry Lieber and Phil Spector. Greater inspiration came in the form of "her beautiful, applesque breast" red and delicious. Thank you Bonzi for all of the leg work necessary to bring this on to fruition. MMM
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10th Feb 2018 5:21pm
........in translation:
" quiet as a church mouse
ah, but a grand illusion
she always hints at the woman
inside, make no confusion
warm rouged breast
shown through the bodice
of her button down dress
hanging like
red delicious apples
“Roxanne, I really want to shake your tree”
in quiet admiration
shared between Libras,
you and me
Softly spoken carnal desires
baited breathe
burns my naked flesh
a sauna's steam
late at night
I close my eyes and dream
of drinking her ink spill,
like warm milk
upon my lips
from your breast of
feminine kindness...I'll be your “baby boy”
thoughts of looking deeply
into your dark eyes,
being wrapped up in the
passionate grip
of your firm, full
womanly thighs.....
….she is a red rose in Spanish Harlem
“ It is a special one, it's never seen the sun
It only comes out when the moon is on the run
and all the stars are gleaming
It's growing in the street right up through the concrete
but soft and sweet and dreaming”
Poco una bonita
warm rouged breast
shown through the bodice
of her button down dress
hanging like
red delicious apples
“Roxanne, I really want to shake your tree”
in quiet admiration
shared between Libras,
you and me..... "
" quiet as a church mouse
ah, but a grand illusion
she always hints at the woman
inside, make no confusion
warm rouged breast
shown through the bodice
of her button down dress
hanging like
red delicious apples
“Roxanne, I really want to shake your tree”
in quiet admiration
shared between Libras,
you and me
Softly spoken carnal desires
baited breathe
burns my naked flesh
a sauna's steam
late at night
I close my eyes and dream
of drinking her ink spill,
like warm milk
upon my lips
from your breast of
feminine kindness...I'll be your “baby boy”
thoughts of looking deeply
into your dark eyes,
being wrapped up in the
passionate grip
of your firm, full
womanly thighs.....
….she is a red rose in Spanish Harlem
“ It is a special one, it's never seen the sun
It only comes out when the moon is on the run
and all the stars are gleaming
It's growing in the street right up through the concrete
but soft and sweet and dreaming”
Poco una bonita
warm rouged breast
shown through the bodice
of her button down dress
hanging like
red delicious apples
“Roxanne, I really want to shake your tree”
in quiet admiration
shared between Libras,
you and me..... "
11th Feb 2018 2:33am
11th Feb 2018 3:05am
..... absolutely we are. 😊. I encourage you to truly get to know one if you have not had the pleasure to experience our wonder
12th Feb 2018 12:28pm
I would be careful though. Depending on the Libra, they can eat you up and spit you out. All this with a calm demeanor about them, you’ll never know what hit you.
