Saturday, August 9, 2008


Los Peces

My blood swells with the rhythm of your song.

Sweet, flowing spanish words

dancing and swirling in my head.


I become drunk with language

as each word spoken

is a wet kiss to the ear.


Your words invade

like a moist tongue

thrust deep inside

causing my words in English

to slide out

impossible to hold

slippery fish.

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