
Cuban women love , laughs, and even cries. They are delicate as cotton, and soft as
sea foam.
They await patiently , and know their place well. They are refined, their hips are
burning curves as they walks. They have sensuous tanned skin with salty sea taste
thats speaks for them.
Cuban women are the sign of courage, they know how to fight when there is no way out.
They look out into the ocean and see their own reflection in the dark. They know when to
give strength , they are like a fortress inside.
Dedicated to my Mother, Grandmother and my Sister Orqui.
No comments:
Post a Comment