Para Mi Boricua

My feet enfold something here Under these deep green trees Rooted fast in sand I make strides about the campanile My heart still beating like a tribute To your beautiful face And I still try to find you Somewhere in this place Where you were given light Where you hold your head with pride In the arms of a single star searing into my hungry heart How I want you to see it with me… I am sold to your mouth And the music it makes, Like all the steady reggeaton Rolling off into the air Much like the trucks that carry it And the golden hands directing it Sinking with it in the distance I love you a million times Whether love is necessary I was still born a Florida girl I know I want to be here I know you And all the passion you have for home Where I want to be Whether by your lips or feet I feel alive Deep green trees carry me This white sand, rich blue sea I’m in love- and I can’t speak But I feel so alive.