I feel trapped by these dark heavy clothes. Dreams of nakedness overwhelm my brain, like the waves pass over and over again on the white sandy beaches.  My brown skin glows in the sun like an amazonian running free, like the raging river. Teeth so white peak out from my tanned lips to speak words pure and beautiful. Black hair that flows the curves of my hips and the sultry whispers of the wind. I got feet, that stick to the ground like roots of a tree reaching up, stretching to kiss the humid sky.  I got these legs that carry me on this beautiful land. South America I say in your ear. I have passed the beauty to you now.