Crush and Tango
My heart beats so ferociously––I think I can dance.
Across the floor from me, you shoot me a glance.
Tango with me, move your feet to the beat,
Pump your hips and ignore the defeat;
One-two, pull me closer to you.
Three-four, pick up with the speedy tempo.
Again, my neck calls for your grace.
I beckon you with my eyes and praise.
You may look away, but do you feel my stare?
Hands on my waist, transport me to the sea’s air.
Sail with me, bask in the crisp winds.
Call it a man’s affection, and grasp the ends.
Pass over the fishing line, call it a muted, timid love.
Awfully, I wish I knew what you were thinking of.
I extend, extend, extend my arm with trembling ache,
Desperately, I wonder, did the fish catch my bait?
Guide me through the rushing waves,
Move with me through the heated, craving pains.
The evening approaches us,
Moonlight amplifies my desires and lusts.
See me for who I am, awaken freely!
I know you want it too, so overtake me.
Heave as I weave my legs around your shape,
Consume me––the music, the dance left us agape.
About the Author:
Isabella Lagarto is a senior in high school and a Cuban-Honduran writer who lives in Miami. She looks to expand her reach, and her poetry publication journey began with her first publication in the Diamond Gazette. Besides writing, Isabella can be seen in the gym, around the ocean, or with her loved ones.
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