if I was useful
it has passed me by

who knows what you search for
when not given enough space

glimpses of hearts choice
a way to be

and being is the best
the gift given to me.

we all have old patterns
we play on repeat
in my spare time I
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he had Batman socks and multicolored bracelets
he said time didn’t exist and people are fragile
he gave out pink flowers and talked about pink flamingos
we shared a sandwich and hugged
we said nice to meet you and shook hands
he was warm and kind and peaceful
his talking topics were like stones skipped across a heavy pond
I was a dragonfly investigating ripples
he was silent for long intervals, head bobbing up and down, as he pondered things I said
he made a metal dinosaur skeleton bracelet do a little dance

I fell in love with him right away

CANELA
Es piel canela,
Labios de miel,
Es el azucar que tomo en mi té,
Es pelo largo,
Ojos castaños,
Es el calor que extraño en mis Brazos,
Es sonrisa de luz,
Ardiente como el sol,
Es amor calmada como la noche y la luna,
Son carisias que me empapa,
Y el agua que lleña mi sed

CINNAMON
It's cinnamon skin,
Honey lips,
It's the sugar I drink in my tea,
It's long hair,
Dark brown eyes,
It's the warmth I miss in my arms,
It's a smile of light,
Burning like the sun,
It's love calm like the night and the moon,
It's caresses that engulf me,
And the water that fills my thirst

I have yet to feel warm in this stagnant cold water,

I have yet to become my father's loving daughter.

'you will get there'
Remembering the story of the spider weaving its web in the windy entrance to the cave.