You aren’t dry,

Or barren.

Looks are deceiving....

Lunch time.

Not burgers or pizza.

Only grass....

Dancing with you,

In my arms,

Surrounded by nature,...

Then I met you…

A feather.

A mirror....

Stand tall.

Let the grass grow on you,

And flowers droop over you....

Green.

Serene.

Perfect....

I can’t see the ocean.

So many chairs in front of me!

Why couldn’t we sit near the water? ...

Lines,

Circles,

Patterns,...

Have a drink with me.

Here.

It’s a simple place....

Who ate you?

The birds.

Why?...

All I see is life.

In the shadows,

Fading sunset, ...

It’s been a long journey.

I’m tired,

But still together....

A world of innocence,

Growth,

Play,...

Joaquin: “What are you looking at?”

Me: “A picture of my life.”

Joaquin: “How the hell do you see that?”...

Take me with you,

To distant shores,

Where we’re nothing,...

And when you’re spent,

Ready to sleep,

I’ll still be around....

No more romantic sweet talk.

Can’t wait any more.

I need a taste....

Unafraid,

Smiling,

Naked....

Then you began to open,

Still hiding parts,

Yet bringing sunshine to the world....

Closed,

Waiting to bloom,

And bring color to the world....