This poem, was written
in my mother tongue...

Aruba is a
gentle woman...

So its like that right?
I mean you speak slave master and I speak slave...

1. I don't know when I became so shameless but...
2.I'm sorry I didn't let you kiss me, I didn't...

He came looking for the easy woman in me, he...
On the nights were I wanted him really bad, I'd...

I wish I knew what a homeland felt like, I wish...
"Santo Domingo", I say in a low tone...

I am no expert on the topic,
they are subject I don't let my tongue...

I know a girl,
that does not shave...

I think I'm sick in the head..
and it even hurts to say this...

You soft spoken woman, with your beautiful green...
you with the fire sign and the heart that beats...

Maybe because you
were the first person...

You know why? Its because I'm the that one item in...
I am a childhood memory, those they think about...