The Path of Leaves

Image:    Maria Arango

Image: Maria Arango

Your eyes wide and blunt,

carrying the sweetness 

of your lava brown colors.


You swim under your tears,

from the screams you try

to blossom as a smile.

And as “ we” walk in the leaves,

you hold my breath and you say

“ I care for you”

and as always I believe you and I say 

“Yo mas”.

But we were both liars, 

because you left our walk

and I let you go.

And every time I see our path 

I hold my breath for you once more.

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