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midnight ping-pong ball
a gallant moon wakes the sky
unseen sun paints light
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Fresh,a slip of tonguean adolescent impulse.Later he will learn notto say what he means,when he dims to mellow.
I crawled deep inside myself
sand crabbing my way to a deep security
there were no stars to gaze
Tidal changes of this floating heartwhen to stop, when to start?My pulse expands my waking mind.
She was lightheartedlike a feather in soft windsI was playing throw and catchwith girls still growing breasts.
He danced the Mapiko while stary-eyed
women looked on in fear
and lust.......unashamed
walking the dusty streets
searching for a cuandeiros
the dengue fever pitched
to the blazing ball of sun
If God granted me one wish
I know what It would be.
To return the Innocence
That the adulthood stole from me.
As I gaze back upon my life
And I look at my wife
As I recall my youth
Do you remember the days on the swings?
When the wind rushed through golden curls
And you didn’t care about the boys or the girls
