Bradley Tremmil
PICANTE…
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WWAWQmhqWGo
They say
If wishes were horses
then beggars would ride,
…
But what does it matter
If I’m a Frican stallion
with the medallion
No need to tell you
when you already know
It’s the colours of my genes
that makes me stand out
from the pride…
Mami,
ó meu Deus
Você quente
Quente e apimentado,
For your appeal
You should know how I feel
Eu te amo
Profundo do meu rio dentro,
…
Need I mention
It’s only you girl
who has my attention,
Like waves from the ocean tide
For your many wishes
I be your chef a la carte
The way I serve you dishes
Hors d’ oeuvres on a platter
I cook it up
with a special kind of batter,
…
Meu amor
Quando,
Quando eu cozinho
Eu faço amor
I’m passion
I aim to please,
…
For secrets in the sauce
More of these I Portuguese
I’m action,
Mild, lemon & verbs
Or wild, hot & spicy,
Tell me
Tell me
How do you
want me to prepare?
For more of these
I’m Portuguese……
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y5eAwYLGYjk
Copyright © 2020 Bradley M. Tremmil
Picante indeed, great poem! I also like the artwork at the end, it’s gorgeous.
Why thank you Ellie, you are much too kind.
Some like it hot, others do not. But I love the flow of your words, as always.
To each their own Carol. Thank you, thank you…
I just mean spicy foods. 🙂
That’s exactly what I mean. ?
I don’t like spicy.But I liked this poem.
Lol…Spicy is an acquired taste. For me it’s my culture…