Hombre Latino

Hombre Latino

A Poem by Talesha

 For the first time in a long time,
I know how to smile,
The feelings,the butterflies,
Waking up at night,pleasant sighs.

It feels right,it could be wrong,
You can be a liar,
Just as heartless men in love songs.
Nevertheless,my heart sets on fire.

Five days we've met.
I have a lot of doubts,
This will not last,
Six months here,out you go fast.

Attached so quick,perhaps,
It's your language and your looks,
How my heart beats,my head crooks-
Just to see your face.

I love to spend time alone,
I love our conversations on the phone,
But,this is too good to be through,
A wolf in a sheep shoe.

You claim to love me after four days,
My purity is what he favours,so he says.
Sure he as an agenda,of course it is true.
My heart-break inevitable,indeed with you.


Deep down,there's a part of me-
A hope,
That even when you leave,I shall not mope.
We will remain connected.

You may just want to use and misuse me,
I may be your fling,
Take from me whatever I bring,
Charm me with sweet spanish words.


The tingling effect on my body,
My heart swerves,nerves curve-
All thinking of you.
Too soon to fall in love,too soon to kiss.

I shall truly appreciate the option,
Spending time with you,
For the world-
I will not miss.

© 2014 Talesha


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Another stunning write Talesha! :)

Kaze~ :D

Posted 10 Years Ago


♔ CrownedDevil ☾

9 Years Ago

Every relationship has its own imperfection about it, but all you can do is keep the communication g.. read more
Talesha

9 Years Ago

Thank you for the advice :)
♔ CrownedDevil ☾

9 Years Ago

Your welcome, anytime. :-)

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Talesha
Talesha

Caribbean, Trinidad and Tobago



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