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La Nómada
Poems
Sep 2021
Tamarindo
“It can’t be love.”
He cooed at me
Melodic Latin tongue
But I’d already fell in love
With every song he’d sung
That night we met
the stars ignited magic in the breeze
With princess vibes
I led our tribes
I had him on his knees
We danced the night away again
I sat upon his lap
“Que pasa te?” He winked at me
I’m caught up in his trap
He asked me to make sure that I
Was staying not for him
With crooked eye
He said goodbye
Emotionless and glim
I told him that I hated him
And how he’d led me on
He’s just a firework fantasy
They sparkle
Then they’re gone
He taught me that a gypsy love
Is best left undefined
This beach towns not the only thing
I have to leave behind
Written by
La Nómada
32/F/Shambala
(32/F/Shambala)
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