Samba Beat
It’s in His groove A velvet motion A vision that soothes A Love-Struck potion Try ta time His rhythm Watch His feet It’s clear His livin’ To the motion of the Samba Beat It’s in His glide An undefined passion All faults aside A trait of boyish laughin’ Try shadow His moves Try follow that heat But you’ll always lose Ti the rumba of His Samba feet It’s in the way He glows The wake to our monotonous sleep For beauty we’ll always know Ronaldinho And His Samba Beat.
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I am a young career-oriented coloured female who is inspired by aspects that move my soul: poetry, music, people, futebol and travel. Those 5 aspects add to the ambiguity that is me. I am an extreme nonchalant paradox, someone that I am still...
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