Taken by my little sister, May of 2004

La Bonita y El Pajaro

Said the sun darkened girl
To the sweet golden bird
“What is the meaning of life?”
“Why to fly and to sing
And live life on the wing-”
The little bird lied “without strife”.

But she looked in the mirror
And it became clearer
That this little bird was not true
He had lied, what he said
Had gone too her head
And the girl’s life was quite out of view

“What ever became
Of just being tame?”
She questioned as she lived on
“Live dangerously”.
This new philosophy
Banished her fears, they were gone!

So life took her here,
And life took her there
And all the while she just grinned
She won many parts,
And sang with her heart
Saying “I’d do it all over again.”

Kissing You

Here I stood kissing him
In the morning light of a hung-over day
Kissing him I stood here
Yellow beams enrobing us
As I looked up and kissed him

We kissed, here standing
In marble encased serenity
Never again will I
Kiss this boy here
On this spot
Where I once kissed
His blue eyed beauty

Yearning for his soft cheek
To plant a kiss upon
His hands in my hair
And mine in his
Carried away on an
Irreversible current
I drink them
I bathe in them
Those hours of gold

Kisses can be forgettable
But ours were
Piano-crashing
Plumeria-scented
Caramel-coated
Teal blue-streaked
Tree-shaded
Long eye lashed—
Kisses.