(2014)
#Portraits
The human heart ...leaps and jumps ...races and sings ...sighs and groans The treacherous heart can
I struggle to Keep it together Maxims and mottoes On repeat In my mind
Husband and wife Companions for life Mature love that deepens And mellows with time Life’s eroding winds
Beautiful legs The right shape and curve Olive color without the green That tans and doesn’t burn Until you see
¿Te duele Cuándo piques tu dedo? No Lo hago por pura diversión Lo que duele
My heart breaks A little each day For problems I can’t solve For things I can’t change All I can do is pray
Manos fuertes No me sueltan De la cama Yo les digo Me tengo que ir
A joke Lost in Translation You will Never
Most women are cooks But a man who cooks Is a chef She cooks over and over To feed the masses
My body is perfect —ly spotted The white spots I tell myself Are my Bambi spots
My objective is selfish Not to share or be heard To get it out and move on No one seems to hear my pain No one seems to feel my pain
I find richness In the mixture In what others disdain Young people lost Between two cultures
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
I know it’s for the best But it still hurts Hearing mothers complain For what I would give anything fo… My husband says no
A palomino gallops Beside the highway Look out the window Rides over green hills Through yellow flowers