martes, 16 de febrero de 2010
# Steals my heart when he takes my hand and we dance to the rhythm of the band . I feel his finger tips grip my hips and I slip as we dip into a state of bliss . Mama used to warn me to beware those Latin lovers . She said; I gave my heart too soon and that's how I became your mother . I said; Ay Mama you seem to forget, I'm not in love yet , sweet talks don't win me over ; But I realized that big blue eyes can hypnotize, When he says: 'I am full blood boricua' , read the tattoo on his arm . He tells me: 'Mami, I need ya', and my heart beat pumps so strong . Getting lost in el ritmo he whispers te quiero, te quiero.. I begin to give in with no hesitation ; Can't help my infatuation . It's pure Infatuation - Skin the color of cinnamon, his eyes light up and I melt within ; Feels so good it must be a sin , I can't stop what I started I'm givin' in . He brings life to my fantasies, sparks a passion inside of me ; Finds the words when I cannot speak, and in the silence his heart beat is music to me . Mama used to warn me , not to rush love with another . She said: I'm not trying to lecture , I just care about my daughter . 'Ay Mama you seem to forget, I never will let a man control my emotions ; But when he smiles I feel like a little child ' Papi hold me, say that you adore me ; Never let go , never leave me lonely ~
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