Two Left Feet
A sprinkle
A dribble
Unravel something that was simple
Words like holograms
Giving you stunning visuals
Golden glowing sands
Exotic overflowing lands
Like a blind man
I read your poetry beauty with curious hands
Chopped up small bits of romance
She loves high class fragrances from France
Caught in whirlwind dance of a love trance
No other way to end this poem
But in a spinning b-boy stance
Peace
Copyright © Sebastian Aaron Baez | Year Posted 2014
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