poetry

Iridescent

Niña Bonita
Her pretty dress
Held against the graffiti walls
Of a leaky subway
Iridescent films of the incandescent
On a rainy night
When crowds hush and people rush

Chico Guapo
His luscious beard
Hands on her waist, kissing her nape
While the droplets touch his nose
Iridescent films of the incandescent
On a rainy night
When trains come and they go

Hacer el Amor
Their burning desire
Hitching her dress up to her waist
While droplets turn to storm
Iridescent films of the incandescent
On a rainy night
While fire burns and water spurns

 

 

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