Down to earth I am but of dust Dust particles I see floating in the air Carbon molecules
A palomino gallops Beside the highway Look out the window Rides over green hills Through yellow flowers
Life is good A little luxury A cup of coffee Served with toast Consumed lazily
Some I like to share Fresh out of the oven Don’t let it get cold That’s why I wrote it Emotions in that moment
No pido disculpas Por escribir Lo que siento Lo que llevo adentro Lo que vivo
Beside you I am At peace Our love A connection
The passive-aggressive Guilt trip Is a weak tool For your purpose The sensitive
Stubbed toe Red light Ugly words Ugly mouth To shock
I will be Forever in debt To my mother Any gift Would come up short
We Are me and you Together Two hearts Two minds
Beautiful legs The right shape and curve Olive color without the green That tans and doesn’t burn Until you see
Who am I? I am me When did I Become me? As I recall
Love is sincere Sincerely Wanting to connect Love makes you crazy Insanity that makes you fly
The ugliest shade Of green We envy The car The job
How do you measure pain? All is relative and personal Even with one’s own self It is impossible to compare As memory distorts pain