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…where everyone is beautiful…
Across the street from Red Germaine
there is a place I long to know… to go,
where everyone is beautiful, even their souls,
and their eyes dance in the candle – light.
There is a syncopation in the air… a Brazilian beat;
People cha cha between the tables,
and everyone says hello.
I don’t even know which one to choose
so I let fate decide who joins me.
And here he comes…a handsome figure who mambos in
We smile, and the music moves us forward.
Of course I love to dance, and we do, we do it well,
while low laughter, loud whispers and smiles surround us.
And there is a dark-haired mystery who sambas in.
We smile and the music moves us to giggles.
Of course I love to zouk, and we lose all sense of time
holding hands under the table, I slip her my number.
There is a syncopation in the air…a Brazilian beat;
People cha cha between the tables..
and everyone says hello.
I don’t even know which one to choose
so I let fate decide who joins me.
This enigmatic place of one-line dreams
across the street from Red Germaine
Karima Hoisan
September 15, 2014
Costa Rica












