Monday, March 22, 2010


Twenty years amid palm trees,
among guitarists playing ardent jungle beats

to the moon, my wild orchid: Place your hand here, tense
these strings. Tremulous fingers strum, strum, strum.

Dawn stole your cinnamon-guava scent,
filled me, bursting like a rumba.
Put your hand here.

©  Sergio A. Ortiz, Published in Flutter Press 2009

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