Isabel, the southern sea
Was kind to me, was motherly
Like home and cotton sheets
She had a still way about her
With tiny tumbling waves
Like Kiari’s dream, a reverie
She settled into me
Like a full stomach
And well- deep dark eyes
She sent me to my knees
She makes me shy
She makes me weak
Her sun has got a hold on me
cast out over the sea
And now that sun has captured me
My illaudable life
Shaking like a leaf
At the thought
That this could be
For me
Adjuntas, trees, Boriquen coquis
dons my dirty life in robes
Restores my golden crown
And there, the air,
Could mend the tear
My inner shredding
My broken ground
What have I found?
Puerto Rico, Isabel
What have you for me now?
Oh Beauty, move me
Lift me like a stain
Give me a piece of your name
To carry you and love you as I can
Find me running,
Buscame…
Find your name in my heart
Isabel’s son, my sun
Sigue, Sigue, corro por ti!
There’s nowhere I’d rather be
Than at your feet.
Following
The southern sea, the beach
Make a home for me….
Categories:
illaudable, love, peace, travel, me,
Form: Free verse