Inevitable

Only the insistant pounding of the ocean carved this path. I said, trust me, and extended my hand to you. Subimos pa’ ya. (we’re going up there). You followed step by step up the exposed reef. It’s ancient here. An edge. I so love the edges of things. To stand at the opening, relentless, fearless, knowing here is the world. Then I gave it all to you.

Today is Day 189 since Hurricane Maria made landfall and Day 202 since Hurricane Irma made landfall on the island of Puerto Rico. StatusPR reports that electric generation remains at 90.10% for its subscribers.

Gotta Have A Penthouse

I come

out of the wind moist

with ocean in my hair

to find you to lay

my head in your lap

the heat of your hand

on my face

stars in the mist

moonlight

barefoot on the terrace

Stopping For A Kiss On The Edge Of The Ocean

I need you, I want you, I blame you for every mistake, every poor choice. You surround me, inescapably. Even if I wanted to, I can’t. We wrote memories beneath our skin, you and I. By choice. I can live every day with you in my bed or survive every night with you in my heart alone.

Mar Chiquita

Diving Santorini

Conjunction Of Ocean And Prayer

Ars Poetica

it was Greece

so easily

opening my eyes

I want you

come

climb through my petticoat

white curtains billow

cerulean oceans

somewhere between these

lips petulant vortex

pressed palm of my hand

the love line extends off

infinitely becoming

there is a point

immaculate

between your breasts

where harmony overcomes

angels fly from my fingertips

gently along the crescent of your sleep

give me your hand

its already too late

our eyes flashed

locked

gave us away

even ordering wine

is impossible without you

come

come run away with me

come

all night long

the full moon spoke

words of love

to her little stars

whispering

this is a female constellation

Avalon

In this white white house

on the edge of the Atlantic

a voice runs along my skin

trembling at the texture

of a woman you waited

ten years to touch

 slow samba of the heart

as you sleep dream

of your life on this

bright side of ocean

 inevitable calm

surrounds you, I come

out of the wind moist

with ocean in my hair

to find you to lay

my head in your lap

the heat of your hand

on my face

stars in the mist

on the shore moonlight

barefoot on the terrace

the soft of this moment

of this all

overwhelms

swirls around us

you asleep in a blue chair

and I whispering to the moon

 

Tropical Ghazal

imagine i kiss you with empty hands,

while a possible horizon meets the sea.

moments beyond touch, the elements suffuse,

entwine and are lost in each other.

if the sun, then i might,

lush tropicals press the wind wanting you.

slowly rocked by the nature of the sea,

i dream of you coming to me at night.

one line spells itself across the horizon,

push, push into the sea of me.