Enlivening Sensation
Hubo un tiempo cuando las palabras se ahogaban en mi garganta sin poder salir cuando el pensamiento mismo las hacia prisioneras de un mundo infertil pero llega el día mientras esperas con fervor y tan cálida ansiedad que surgen como lava en un volcan y recrean la tierra en que vivirán
droplets of rain are imprisoned by the gasps of my dessert skinmy heartbeat, a frequency of dissonant sound wavescardboard resonators choke the marimba of my thoughts into an arid crya tiny slit through the cloth over my mouthenough to recallhow the wind enamors my skin in the evening lighthow surrounding sounds ease their way into a melodic contemplationand how words paint a canvas of my living memoriesI had forgotten the ash filled nights, the thunderous storms of my heartI could no longer differentiate the tears of the sky with the rain of my eyeswater droplets imprint their way through hair strandsscorching streaks scar my face and neckstream down my spine, overtake my fleshlet me walk barefoot atop the dirt groundI want my feet to be slashed by the shattered glasssights begin to construct with the words of my eyessaw dust dances with the rain of memories lostmorning carpentry smell of a childhood pasta silken taste of dreams at the tip of my tongue