Regina Branham Poet Rhyme

Tango

Clap your hands for the man
who can tap with his feet and
hold a rose in his hand

Black hat tilted, so slightly;
spine held straight
In charges a senorita
like a bull from the gate

Both heads cock-back
as he offers her the rose
a snap! quick jerk forward 
clenched teeth, claims it
beneath her nose

He steps, she steps
her leg glides fire down his thigh
his hand dances on hot coals
travels down her spine

Tension of passion continues
then builds, until at last a silent guitar
heated love has been conquered
in a dark, slanky, back-street bar

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Kelly Deschler May 29, 2014 at 1:43 AM I like the passion, the intensity, and the drama of this poem. Very well done, Regina!.... The only thing that I would give constructive criticism on, is maybe try to use only four lines in each stanza. Just to keep it more uniform and give it a smoother flow.