Alberto the Hot Brazillian
Alberto!
Alberto stands
Upon
Fields
Of tufted green
Here is where
Thousands
Of fans
Are shouting his name
His brown
Hair
Moves with the wind
His noble stature makes
Girls watch
Holding
Their breaths
and
Feeling their hearts
Spinning
Round and round
But
His
outward appearance
Does not
Overshadow
his heart
which at the core
is a lighthouse
bringing light
into times of the darkest of dark
nor does it speak about
his
soul
which is kind
Alberto stands
On tufted grass
Waiting for
Something to happen
And the world
Is lucky for that.
Copyright © Laura Hew | Year Posted 2006
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