The Dialect Of Mambo (Bargain Basement Haiku) – Postcard Poetry 2015

Your mouth mumbles mambo, sensual sounds,

in some forgotten language, the dialect of dancers.

I try, but cannot match the hypnotic swivel of your lips,

unable to match the rhythm and follow your lead.

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