Hola mi gente,
All my poetry was written when I was in my 20s. I stopped after that, so the ones I share here are quite old. On another note, I think that if Rosario Dawson met me, she would fall madly in love with me. ::grin::
Nows [no. 12]
We have been screaming and moaning
and grinding and groaning enough,
Our prurient points have been made.
We are still a bit frightened
here in the horizontal,
you and I.
Connected and motionless.
So quiet now.
Soften yourself and listen.
To the symphonic pulsing of our blood,
the crash of an eyelid,
the joyous trickle of a bead of sweat.
Edward-Yemíl Rosario ©
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My name is Eddie and I’m in recovery from civilization…