A palomino gallops Beside the highway Look out the window Rides over green hills Through yellow flowers
A fresh faced country girl Who pioneers on her bicycle Catches the eye Of a transplant from Houston Love begins through letters
Water Beach pools and fountains Rivers creeks and waterfalls The sound The feel Floating Weightless
I look away Afraid to see Flicker of nerves In their eye A clench
A joke Lost in Translation You will Never
I am sorry That I cannot be happier I know that I’d be prettier If I smiled If I could smile
Traffic Irritation becomes a nightmare As the lines start to squiggle Bending in and out And the world starts its attack
What if one day I wasn’t there for you? And you were left needing me If I wasn’t there When you woke up
By nature high-strung But I thought I was strong If not physically, emotionally For things to roll off my back Be mature and take the high road
The teenage rebels All fall in line Be they hippies Goths, rockers or skaters Moving from one mould
How do I Catch your interest? Once again I know You are bored with me
I can feel it coming Decisions I can’t make Brain starts to freeze Fingers won’t work Sick of this disease
Nothing makes people flee Like reading them poetry They value it in theory But please don’t make them read Surprise me with your verse
May sun is warm An old friend You have missed June sun Still smiles
No hay nada más sincero Que un regalo Inesperado Una carta Un chocolate