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Herencia Latina (Villanelle) by Ranger
A red light shows what I cannot control
Tapping rhythmic breaths, my voice and yours attune
Strong lines beneath my sliding touch, your soul
Your heritage upon my fingertips as they cajole
Soft murmurings, exotic dusk falls soon
A red light shows what I cannot control
Tanned stomach rising, whispering parole
Trembling on my hips with white scars hewn
Strong lines beneath my sliding touch, your soul
Slender neck so toned - a tense viole
In the burning shadow of that blazing lune-
A red light shows what I cannot control
Silence shatters, blooming from a dark-staved scroll
Curving cries encircle this typhoon
Strong lines beneath my sliding touch, your soul
With the beauty of this Latin song extolled
I recall a smiling girl one spanish June
As red light shows what I cannot control
Strong lines beneath my sliding touch, your soul
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