Crossed legged I sit
Smugly nestled
Upon your sandy shore
I close my eyes
As I start to dream again.
How I long to be
Embraced in your arms
But I dare not
I fear the unknown
You are still a mystery to me
I p…

I am going to paint me a Mona Lisa
The one Michael Angelo envisioned to.
I am going to paint me the real Mona Lisa
The one Da Vinci was not able but wanted to.
My paintbrush full of love will give her l…
I can’t tell you just how incredibly ethereal the desert smells in the Northern baja just after a rain in July.
I had a wonderful “abuelita” or grandma,
that I loved with all of my heart and soul,
because she was so attentive;
she gave me everything; she gave me all of her love.
My abuelita was very a…
Yo tuve dos abuelitos
que quise con todo mi corazon
pues ellos me dieron muchos mimos
me dieron todo su amor.
Mi abuelita era bien activa
tenia mucha energia,
jugaba con todos nosotros
ella era pura alegri…
…darting through the subtropical wood without concern of all the fresh scrapes and cuts I was getting from the brush and brambles… figured it was better than feral doggie-fang surprise.
hermana mia, que en este dia te vistes con colores de nina a mujer. Aunque no estoy cerca de ti, sierra tus bellos ojos y escucha me humilde puecilla. Que dios te vendiga siempre, y rezo para que…
Hermano mio
Que lejos estas de mi
Desiertos y mares entre tu y yo
Que poco hemos compartido nuestra infancia, adolescencia and madurez
Cosas de la vida, pues haci los quizo Dios
Pero nunca olvides que yo …
Like the cup in which it boils
Of transparent wine
In sea breams bubbles
the generous spirit;
As anxious young sea
Which fills a new channel
Overflows, and by beaches
It moves and it dies calm;
As a ha…
The tremulous blazes, that the fire of the chimney dismissed, oscillated fantastically, on the walls of the hotel lodgings, the shade of the old gift from Alexander. Crumpled up this one in a armchai…