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The Matador

Someday,    
you don't have to fight bulls   
or dance with death    
in that old world Spanish arena   
under the judgement   
of those beautiful-supertitious people   
with big, dark, piercing eyes   
while under the harsh sun of Madrid       
Instead, you'll be with me   
and we'll go around Spain   
or around the world if you please 
to see where the sun   
shines the sweetest    
then we'll built a love nest there   
so that everynight   
we can be under   
the stars and the moonlight...    
I'll be your lady matador   
in scarlet lace undergarment   
then you'll be my bull-lover,   
riding you as hard as I can--      
para el resto de nuestras vidas...
       
(for the rest of our lives...)   
   
Believe me,       
we can make all of this happen        
Only you dont know me,       
yet...      
Written by tidalnymph (Kasandra)
Published | Edited 10th Dec 2010
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