He says
I could never
Get away with murder
For I leave
Pieces of me everywhere

I find richness
In the mixture
In what others disdain
Young people lost
Between two cultures

The pine trees
Reach up
On both sides
Of the road
Telling me

Husband and wife
Companions for life
Mature love that deepens
And mellows with time
Life’s eroding winds

Yo te amo
Tres palabras
Que solucionen todo
Para la mujer
Tan complicada

Beautiful legs
The right shape and curve
Olive color without the green
That tans and doesn’t burn
Until you see

My poems are short
Written at night
In my head
I wake at dawn
Shake my memory

A family trait
Massage
Is our vice
No shame
Take what

The ugliest shade
Of green
We envy
The car
The job

Inspirational quotes
Are full of crap
Whatever meaning
Is lost
In the sea