My Latin Love

Your sigh is carried away on the warm breeze that stirs the palm fronds
Green swaying herringbone shapes against a blue sky; dusky tiger-striped shadows play across your face
The sun is a tiny mote in your almond-shaped black eyes
Your shy endearing smile fills my heart with a yearning that has no name, that is indistinguishable from grief
My Latin love

Your serene restlessness must have been learned from the sea in which you play
Translucent breakers curl into cream, lighted from within, an ever-changing rainbow of sea-colours
The beach clings to your legs, your dress, is part of you
Your unblemished skin is of no earthly colour and like the rest of you is too perfect to be touched, except by sun
My Latin love

Your placid urgency at day's end is the premonition of a flower's closing
Fiery reds and yellows fade to buised purples and blacks, the cooling embers of our last tropical summer's day
The coming night is mirrored in the blackness of your eyes
A palpable ache marks the place you occupied with life and movement; I find myself standing alone in the dark
My Latin love
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Posted: Sep 2010
About this poem:
A pastels 'n' waterolours poem.

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agoodguy2have
gsmonks, a sensual spraying of love throughout this web...very nice. ;-)
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