A Woman I Met In The Cafeteria Poem by Tumisang Ramarea

A Woman I Met In The Cafeteria



She looked at me with some energy in her eyes
The sweet taste of the pineapple dripping down my throat
Her dark Latina hair and her milk like skin
Instantaneously turned my blood to ice
My mind flew away in a red boat
My heart was about to cry out, to sing

When she spoke to me, I heard a melody
A song which reached to the core of my heart
Her voice like honey, more than sweet
I needed her under my custody
I wished we never had to part
I almost dropped to her feet

When she shook her rear assets
My eyes popped out of the eyeballs
Her smile is so infectiously beautiful
I tried selling my love in small packets
But the signal was so weak she did not receive any of my calls
I was consoled by that time is plentiful

But I heard she is taken by another man
Officially yet unofficially, by a friend
I had to retreat, with my tail carefully placed between my rear legs
Yet I have hope, the sun set to rise for me the man
This has always been my love trend
Oh will it change, the Latina has given my heart legs

Monday, August 11, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This poem is from my years in Costa Rica. There was this beautiful Colombian woman who briefly captured my attention. While the poem recognizes my interest in her, it also laments that I cannot do anything about this since she is in a relationship. Looking back at this poem, I am sad that my view of women used to be that they are prizes for men to take.
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