Poem -

Bewildered by the Tango

Like hips swaying in a beautiful  tango
 His warm breath against my neck
 His scent tantalizing my senses
 As waves of ecstasy now overwhelmed

 A roaring fire sizzling through my insides
 Our synchronizing breaths and rhythms
 His to devour
 Then comes the unexpected switch

 Caught by surprise I am
 The stranger whispered....
 ''Baila para mi mamacita''
 I immediately melt

 His touch so different
 The way his body  matched perfectly  with mine
 Our eyes locked
 His taste so divine

 They stopped, staring like hungry lobos
 Placed in the centre I now am
 In both ears they whispered ''tu eliges''
 Who do I choose?

 Temptation through my veins
 I want to savor both
 To whom shall I go
 I am bewildered by the tango

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Tony Taylor

Hi Tamia!!.......I've never read you before (my loss)........I REALLY enjoyed this write.........felt like I was experiencing the intimacy of the dance myself........excellent phrasing........and the rhythm and timing worked beautifully..........and even though I couldn't understand pieces of the Spanish whispered.........I felt I still somehow understood..........VERY compelling sweet poetess....      5*s       ...........smiles.........T xo

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