The lights are low, the party’s in full swing, Half-naked beauties traipse the silken dark— Some gym-sculpted, face and skin aglow; Some honey-colored, blest by solar burst. But then, the doomsday cards are held aloft: “Tisoys are sure to steal the evening’s show.” Before I plunge myself to eat the dust, A sudden dragon dims the midnight suns, Eclipsing tricks against majestic tricks, Wand’ring past the shocked, defeated forms. The longing look and then, the scorching blaze Bring the quick delirium to a boil Fleeting, yes, yet supernatural, Like a wizard’s chant forged in memory. When fires sparkle in his China eyes, Skins pale and fair envy my gorgeous brown. Latinas dominate, but mine’s the crown.
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