bailarín agraciado
you pour into the room
like coffee liqueur
dark, sweet and smooth
inciting my thirst
tu sonrisa es mi sol
manifest smile
breaks open and
a song of laughter
flirts with my ears
ojos como los guijarros en una corriente
in those dark depths
shared secrets and
unspoken mysteries
lie sunken
tu cabeza en mis brazos
thick lambswool
black and unrestrained
a coil plays about your neck
entwines about my finger
mis manos tiemblan
hunger reaches out
one timid hand
a brushing, glancing touch
conceals its desire
mi marrón, mi amor
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