This poem doesn’t need any intro, only that it captures the experience of our human life when moments emerge and we realize beauty and passion is abundant and comes when we least expect it.
The Men of Los Lomas
Longing for adventure, watching for signs
The invitation appeared as an oasis in the parched heat
Lust covered me with an insatiable hunger
Shimmering sunlight on moist skin;
Masculinity and torsos as beautiful as mahogany trees
Ocean spray sobering my memory of young love; childhood spirit awaken
Did my beauty emerge long enough to remember it?
Did I find the men of Los Lomas or did they find me?
Missing many words, finding language in sensuality
Was it the beginning or the end?
Photographs undeveloped; pictures only appear in my dreams
My heart ached to say good-bye; the infamous kiss
The men of Los Lomas;
the men or the metaphor, permanently etched in my heart forever
January 12, 2013