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A Chameleon In Havana's Moon

Under the sticky city lights
She wears venom high heels
Quenches ones thirst of margarita
Sway meringue and salsa

Eyes speaks- the twilight shadow of her soul
Smiles spread from her Cherubic face
Drown the crowd with her laughter
Desired by many sleepless envy

A mute whispers untamed heart-
of society's hair of glitter and salt
Still Nameless,mysterious undisclosed
Back in wilderness_she evolve.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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