Bonita

I remember the night you walked in, in your heels

Your stilettos echoed and your red skirt jittered

Your moves were strong and you did not keel

They thought it was your Ouzo, and the crowd nattered

As I dowsed in your grooves when you danced on the floor

I saw the little drop in the corner of your eye

That smeared your mascara, you could hold no more

Oh Bonita! My heart ached; you know it’s not a lie

It was then that you stepped closer to the man in black

You put your arm on him and his on your waist

It hurt but I dazed as you Jived with Billy Mack

Till I could see no more and ran out in haste

As the door shut close and the music died

I knew you would dance and dance till you sweat

An inept lover I was, I hid my face and cried

I gave you those tears, how I wished we never met

P.S Bonita is a Spanish word which means ‘pretty’

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

You create place and beautiful tempting creature, than left the reader with a sad ending. A sad ending to the poem. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry. I liked the storyline in the poem.
Coyote

[Tamika Finley]

Wow I love this. You made heartbreak, disappointment, hurt.. seem so beautiful here. Also a very visual work.

[Shreya Das]

thanks Tamika :)