Available, now at these great bookstores
Your Mind the Computer Your Body the Car
For more information on the book, please visit the book's blog.
Thursday, December 9, 2021
Tuesday, December 7, 2021
Wednesday, August 4, 2021
Cartoon Scene from My forthcoming Book Hechicero 2
In this scene from my forthcoming book Hechicero 2, Gogee has cheated Michael by not taking any money with him to buy a pizza he ordered. So, Michael is stuck with the bill, then Gogee tries to change the subject by saying that angels are boring, and Michael shuts him up!
Monday, August 2, 2021
Sunday, July 18, 2021
My New Book Hechicero the Legend Begins
Sorry, for no new romantic poetry posts in a while. I have been busy writing, as my new book 'Hechicero The Legend Begins, has just recently hit the digital shelves of booksellers worldwide. I also have been busy setting up the main website for my Women's Fashion T-Shirts, and for the books that will be coming out in the fall of 2021. But, I shall resume writing more romantic poetry as soon as possible. Regards, Frank Solis. To read a chapter of the book, please click the link below.
Read the Poem and see the Beautiful Fashion T-Shirt and read the Book Description at my new website below.
Sunday, January 31, 2021
Raza Fire!
Hold me in your arms
and let me feel your fire,
as it burns within the
darkness of my being.
Our bodies respond, to
the rhythmic music of
our souls, as flames
of a forbidden paradise
burn within.
Setting aflame sensations
that respond only to
emotions long hidden.
Flesh to flesh, pulsating
in sync with the pounding
of our hearts, while burning
lips lose all control.
Slowly, we sink into each
other, softly surrendering
ourselves to the moment
at hand.
Sensual Spanish, and English
words mix together, making
love to each other, then
becoming totally irrelevant.
In our mutual bliss, there is
nothing that matters, except
for our love, which burns
within the fiery essence of,
Raza Fire!
Frank Solis Copyright 2021
All Rights Reserved
Friday, January 29, 2021
Barrio Dreams
I'm Always Thinking of You
Here I go dreaming again
I have always loved the
way your hair moved in
the breeze, as we cruised
on an afternoon drive.
As I remember the sweet
scent of your perfume
and your beautiful smile,
I will never forget.
Eating helados while
lying on the grass in the
park. Sweet kisses, that
will forever burn within.
Seeing the reflection of
the moon in your eyes,
as we made love. Your
soft sighs drifting into
the night air.
Caresses, full of passion,
taking us away, into a
beautiful dream as you
and I became one.
As the cool mist of the
morning surrounded us,
I could feel your face
upon my shoulder, as
we both drifted away
within the ecstasy, of
barrio dreams.
Frank Solis 2021
All Rights Reserved
Saturday, August 22, 2020
Memories and Regret
As I walk along familiar
paths, memories remind
me of you.
Young couples walk by
laughing and smiling, yet
I walk alone.
With each step, and each
cherished memory, that
comes before the
windows of my mind.
I feel the remorse of
having lost something
precious, for love long
lost, amidst forgotten
times cannot be easily
regained.
And I remain trapped
within a limbo of my
own making. As feelings
of happiness and sadness
intermingle with the reality
of my loss.
As darkness ascends
within my heart, and light
itself flees from my misery,
I retreat within my tears.
Perhaps, in sleep I may
find refuge, from the
dreams of you, which
haunt me by day.
Yet in one brief moment
of despair, I hold you close,
and wish you were here
Frank Solis 2020
All Rights Reserved
Monday, March 16, 2020
Chicano Love
Fiery passion, arises from deep
within as I take you in my arms.
While your sighs caress my
innermost desires.
Kisses of fire that tease and
tempt, provoking a response
from silky brown skin.
Eyes which know no bounds,
always seeking the pleasures
of our love.
Sensual flames, within a barrio
of despair, arise within the
darkness of the soul.
Until the madness consumes
us, and together we melt within
the torrid flames.
Hearts pounding, our thoughts
dance like embers in the darkness.
Until in ecstasy we are united
forevermore.
Frank Solis Copyright 2020
All Rights Reserved
Thursday, December 7, 2017
The Gift of True Love
A Romantic Christmas Poem
The sights and sounds of Christmas
seem to always remind me of you,
and how much I miss you when were
apart.
Even as I watch my abuela chase
abuelo out the door with a broom,
I know that in the end love conquers
all.
I just can’t wait until I feel your arms
around me and taste a kiss as sweet
as a raspa on a hot summers day.
And I long for your embrace, while
waiting by the window staring at the
cold unfeeling rain. As children shake
their presents trying to find out what’s
inside, I listen to the radios serenade.
One of the kids asks, “Why is abuela
chasing abuelo with the broom?”
I reply, “It’s called true love.” Then
one of the kids replies, “I’ll never get
married because love makes you do
crazy things!”
“True,” I reply. “Like always wanting
to be with the one you love.” The
fireplace is now lit and the table is set
as abuela finally lets abuelo back
inside, even though he’ll probably sleep
on the sofa tonight.
The car lights passing by upon the
gray barrio Streets make my heart
skip a beat as each time I think it’s
you.
So I’ll wait, until I stare into your
eyes once more, because each and
every Christmas, I ask for only one
thing, which is to have you by my
side, for there is no greater gift in
the entire world, than true love.
Frank Solis Copyright 2017
All Rights Reserved
Tuesday, October 3, 2017
Kisses in the Rain
Moist lips, beckon and gently
brush together, under a falling
rain.
Steam arises off gritty barrio
streets as our hearts make
love. Passion arises within,
as emotions have their say.
Holding, touching, kissing,
the mist surrounds us, as
we cling desperately to
one another.
Playful lips have awakened
sensual feelings from which
there is no escape.
Lost within a world of ecstasy,
as street lights wink,we stand
cara a cara, while our flesh
melts within the early morning
mist.
as street lights wink,we stand
cara a cara, while our flesh
melts within the early morning
mist.
Both hearts pound, as alluring
lips lock in a torrid embrace,
unwilling, to let go.
lips lock in a torrid embrace,
unwilling, to let go.
Frank Solis Copyright 2017
All Rights Reserved
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