Sexy Mexicana

Sexy Mexicana Walking among sunlight flowers Little brown body in bloom Like an exotic garden Of forbidden fruit Enticing every appetite. I’ll see you in the night Swaying in the starlight Your skirt more powerful and red Than a bullfighter’s cape, No man can escape your allure Even if death is in the street Or beside your bed Or knocking at your door. Dreams drip form your eyes Like summer mist or moonlight, There’s a poet in tears Chasing down elusive words That Sappho or Shakespeare never heard Unsuccessfully seeking to describe The intensity of kissing Your necklace throat.