Elena, Elena
~~Elena, Elena~~
Dances Salsa, Macarena and
the Bossa Nova, till Rio's dawn!
Elena and her love, Bebo, sway
as she is his adoring, dancing fawn.
Outside, the welcomed raindrops
bring a sweet coolness, to her
flushed, tanned cheeks.
That to the touch, have a loving,
velvet smoothness that men seek.
Ah, Elena and Bebo are anything
but mild or meek.
She dreams of Samba School each
night of the week!
To march and dance with outrageous
pizazz!
In the Caraval Parade, with
a sequins aflash.
Add her hypnotic brown eyes and
her flashing, purple and gold sash.
For Elena, life is her very own, colorful
and most musical toy.
You'll find her dancing through the
streets of Rio, teasing the hypnotized,
mesmerized Bebo.
~~~~~~
August 20, 2019
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