my senorita of meticulous promises

by markk

Posted to Action Poetry on 2002-06-22 07:23:00

senorita
what do you see
in yr reflection
that oval of aching
in plate-glass windows
where you stare with yr
baby in yr arms,
the forlorn apogee
of the sun in transition,
tomorrow it will be different
the bean & rice smiles
you tell me you’ve
forsaken, the midnight
confrontation you
offer to avoid, my
senorita of meticulous
promises, how i love the
sound you make when
you whisper love songs
remote from that longing
dormant in dire repose

— markk

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