Isquierda...derecha
delante...detrás
Memories of Spanish one two three
drift quietly through the mind as she speaks
Words slipping falling stumbling over the other to escape
full lips outlined in glossy red
A toss of the hair
with an inhibited little giggle
Classy
for a piece of rejected world trash
“How to charm a Hispanic whore”
yet another illustrious book I’ll forget to pen
only to remember the idea years later
when I’m far too old to care
Abajo...arriba
enfrente...encima
I may be thankful then
Because come to think of it
she had rather large calves
hands and feet
But on another note
A cross-dressing
Latin American muse
does sound a little
dare I venture to say
appealing...
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