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gente
capturando emociones y acciones que hablan más fuerte que las palabras

cousins
I want to
lay beside you,
and count the different shapes
the clouds will permit us to form
in our minds,
as we hold hands,
fingers intertwining like roots
over roots,
a glove that is sticky to the touch yet smooth,
like hugs our hands give each other,
sliding palm across palm
until our fingers are tight
and we both feel
we couldn’t possibly be squeezing
any tighter.
I want to stare at the stars
at the hour that only crickets chirp,
when bees are asleep and the light
is a mere smudge of orange glow,
that warms our bodies like a fireplace
in the bitter cold.
I want to remember the moments,
when we were both young.
Best friends,
in the heat of the hot summer sun,
partners in crime
to the mistakes
we committed against ourselves,
which burned our skin,
two stolen cookies and three late nights deep,
lectures we received from our elders,
and lopsided smiles we shared in secret.
lay beside you,
and count the different shapes
the clouds will permit us to form
in our minds,
as we hold hands,
fingers intertwining like roots
over roots,
a glove that is sticky to the touch yet smooth,
like hugs our hands give each other,
sliding palm across palm
until our fingers are tight
and we both feel
we couldn’t possibly be squeezing
any tighter.
I want to stare at the stars
at the hour that only crickets chirp,
when bees are asleep and the light
is a mere smudge of orange glow,
that warms our bodies like a fireplace
in the bitter cold.
I want to remember the moments,
when we were both young.
Best friends,
in the heat of the hot summer sun,
partners in crime
to the mistakes
we committed against ourselves,
which burned our skin,
two stolen cookies and three late nights deep,
lectures we received from our elders,
and lopsided smiles we shared in secret.

Granjero

Chill

Beautiful Lady

Nap Time

Tropical

Stopped Moment

Agape

Nature's Frame
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