Tuesday, January 3, 2012

cinco de mayo

cinco de mayo

it may be the symmetry
fifth month fifth day

just as spring raises
its soft soft head warmly

but he knew it was her
a mouth warm wet blossoming

& he knew the celebration
the beer & wine & food

were no mere piƱatas
or sombreros on the sidewalk—

it was that her mouth had said
i am yours, all of me, yours

without speaking a word
until his blood knew:

yo no puedo hablar acerca del amor
pero la boca y las manos lo pueden mostrar

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