the blue and orange
Brazilian so pretty bird
neat calm sweet colors
red lips long blonde hair
bbl silicone breast
natural casket
Brilliant bright brazen Brazilian Brutus brokered brave
Broomsticks bragging beyond bellowing birch branches
Bypassing bitty bites brought on by bystanders.
In pursuit of curves, some choose the lift,
A quest for beauty, a transformative shift.
But amidst the surgeries, a deeper tale,
A journey where self-love might set sail.
No judgment for choices, the paths we take,
Yet ponder the reasons, the risks we undertake.
Society's pressures, perceptions we bear,
A world where self-worth is laid bare.
South African souls, playing a role,
In the pursuit of beauty, losing their goal.
Attachments for love, a side hustle unfolds,
Prostitutes and marriages, tales to be told.
Relationships falter, lost in the void,
A nation sickened, values destroyed.
In African hair, judgment is cast,
Weaves worn proudly, but shadows are cast.
Obsessed with material, souls for sale,
Range Rovers and Mercedes, a tempting tale.
In pursuit of dreams, they trade their core,
Yet later, reflections bring insecurity ashore.
Selling bodies for riches, a path they tread,
But marriages suffer, innocence shed.
In the mirror, they question love's essence,
Forgetting the purpose, losing their innocence.
Ranwen, my queen, you were so sweet
If your face I've seen, my day would be great
Your beauty would shine in all of Brazil
To bring the warmth in month of April
April 17, 2023
Rico the Brazilian porcupine is an inspiration to us all.
He now has his own representative, a Rico doll.
The doll is sold in our gift shop, also sent worldwide.
Children are thrilled to see the warm stuffy inside.
Rico the Brazilian porcupine has made our day.
We hope that he lives a long time; this we all do say.
He is a sweetheart and seems happy in our little zoo.
We try to keep him fed, warm and happy. Wouldn’t you?
Ladies and gentlemen,
this cataract thing
don't bother me today
still don't pick me up,
but tomorrow perhaps...?
But the pterygium,
oh dirty little fellow,
made me apply ointment
that glued as rice...
But I took both,
but they left a sequel
to sight the screens,
I zoom in a lot...
But elegantly,
I look with both eyes,
so the left I utilize
because the law(right) is blinding...
I look equal to the giant ogre
from that movie of Ulysses... !
Our soldiers in world War II fought in Italy
till now we narrate with glory their history
Cashews and guavas
luscious contagious odors
perfume the kitchen
Guará, the Brazilian Ibis
as our guarana...
from the atlantic forest
what's left for us to
enchant !
Maned, chromatic summary
of beauty...
the passing black
when sprouting with all
shed on its threshold...
White Guara
almost virginal in the morning
youth... as well as
if for life
if you showed...
In the finale, or in maturity,
biological chromatism
again shows...
resembles, reddens
even though it is not the case,
adult now in life...
Guará, free wonder.
majesty in the Serra do Mar.
Gorgeous nature... !
Women in lovely clothes.
Crystal sea-breeze blowing.
Candle-lit tables,outdoors.
Kaleidoscope-colored, lit dance floor.
Awesome men, raring to go.
Let the Bossa Nova music begin!
The sparking Rio night sky.
The mixed scents of parfums.
The illuminated faces when a cigarette is lit, so artistic.
A divine night, melodically so inspiring.
Grace, music rhythms.
The song, "Mojava" begins.
Ah, thank you!
Antonio Carlos Jobim!
5/8/2021
~2~
Know feeling for me
If sky knows fact, you don't fly
off, wind hears cloud's plea.
~x~x~
Corn compressed in cloth
low heat steamed at kettle mouth
brazilian couscous
I remember seeing your picture
so beautiful to my eyes
a lady of my dreams a beauty queen
i never thought you would love me,
for your more beautiful then i've ever seen a brazilian queen
my samba dream.
gardens filled with love.
waters flowing like a love poem.
iam lost forever in your beautiful eyes
my body so raw but i have forever found my cure my love
forever more.
the nightwalker
She said, "It was fun yesterday and hot!"
"I made love with a Brazilian all day!"
Her friend said, "Shut up, I hope you did not!"
"How many is a Brazilian anyway?"
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