I’m breathing in and out.
Confused about you and me.
I’d buy the whole damn tienda de ropa
Just to see your eyebrows often.
Me miento that we could ever be more.
You have a novio and I would too.
You make mariposas jump to color their wings more.
Ashamed that evolution didn’t give them the brilliance you have.
Tell the sol to make me for you.
To make me shine in your ojos like a jewel.
I reach out to hold you in my veins,
I search Neruda and Dickinson for answers.
My love, mi amor, the wind whispers words,
Working, waxing my melee’s front
On your fortress. My silent battle cry.
Understanding in silence I shall dwell for now.
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