... And with a puff of her cigarette, She was gone ...
He stands there, in complete awe, As he watches her walk away. His Mind, contemplating all that was Revealed this day, not wanting to Accept what he'd been told.
The cigarette shakes as she takes Another long drag, inhaling deeply The stale tobacco leaving an odd Taste behind ... With one final Glance over the shoulder, she Disappears into the shadows, For what seems like forever.
His eyes narrow, watching as Her hips sway into the distance. If only she'd come back this way, He can only hope and wonder!
Lingering on his mind, thoughts Of blood lust and lustful rendesvouz' Her lips, he can still feel them upon His tingling neck. And her scent, How sweet it is and her taste even Sweeter still!
She lingers upon the winds, whispering Softly, whispering sweetly to his soul.
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Enter the pages of diaspora in quiet introspection. Bathe your thoughts with subtle humor; synchronize your spirit-sense with history-in-heat; fall headlong with eyes wide open into
First Edition Translation of Teselas by Carmen Crespo X111 César Simón Poetry Prixe 2016 Translated from Spanish by Robin Ouzman Hislop and Amparo Arrospíde