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Columbia South America


Columbia South America

So stunning, this inviting street seemed!
With reptilian powers, it crawled into my
imaginative dreams.

I created the people who were living there.
Sipping their dark, magical, delicious Colombian coffee on sun-cooked chairs.

The mens’ sparkling, hypnotic eyes were
far, far, beyond any sensual compare!
I adore going to bed and closing my eyes…

~~If my heart has the courage to dare!~    
                        9/22/2025
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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Eagle Avatar
September 26, 2025 at 11:23 AM
A rich saucy poem! Another creative work of art by you for us.
Romios Avatar
September 28, 2025 at 6:23 PM
Elena, Wish I had your talent to make points so easily, thatis why you are a success, you lisyen more than talk to all sides but,, you never sellout on compassion which is your gify in life, Pangie~ you Are one in a million.
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September 24, 2025 at 9:13 PM
Heh-heh. Sleep is challenging enough, methinks, even without 'hypnotic eyes' to contend with. ~ Winkin,' Blinkin,' and Nod-off (hopefully). ~ Gershon
Romios Avatar
September 25, 2025 at 8:27 AM
You are so cute, hahahahaha Thank you, Pangie
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September 23, 2025 at 8:24 AM
Hi Pangie that sure is one colourful street,your poem paints a perfect picture.
Romios Avatar
September 25, 2025 at 8:33 AM
I like colorful things, John,))) and love Braianm and Columbian music, as well I dont like pastels, beige, gray or blacks. Love Jazz , Greek music. Even waltzes.istudied dance for 8 yearsm Nature is full of color. Sorry to dissapoint you,my friend Pangiexx Pangie
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