The Lady Is Spanish Poem by Dorsey Baker

The Lady Is Spanish



When she walks by
the sweet smell of her perfume
it lingers in the breeze
you don't have to
use your imagination
to know where
she is coming from
the lady is Spanish
the lady is Spanish
and she knows how to
start a fire

she is so beautiful
just like a baby doll
the lady is Spanish
the lady is Spanish
and she knows how to
start a fire

I can feel the heat
and I know exactly
when her body starts to burn
the lady is Spanish
the lady is Spanish
and she knows how to
start a fire!

Thursday, August 15, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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