Mina from MINA by Geoff Smith

Mina

As I spied on her dancing the rumba
All alone apart from me
She moved barefoot on marble cooled by sea breeze
She became my captor
My revelation in blood red cerise

As I hid there as she worked the rumba
I felt naughty exquisite fear
As she froze frame endangered within the wild
She had heard my breathe
I felt so tiny held by her stare
Her beautiful stare takes me

Hand in hand now we’re dancing the rumba
All is silence free from words
As I cut my forearm in a sweet ritual
She knows what to do
She licks the blood and heals the wound

This is Mina, she is the rumba
This is Mina, she is the rumba
Hello Mina, Mina, Mina
Hello Mina, we dance the rumba
Mina, Mina
Mina

• Acoustic
• Alternative
• folk
• folkjazz
• instrumental
• singer-songwriter
• Brighton