Photo Credit: Josh Appel
I wish to bathe in a pool, as you
Show me how to swim and dance,
While you hold, my waist, hold my hand
Spoil me, with great gifts, your smile,
Mystical songs—your beautiful romance.
I wish to swim in a pool,
Where bamboo breeze, kiss our body,
Cheeks, our feet, in the famous
Malibu—Caribbean: Not blinded by false hope
But you have an authentic plan.
I wish to hear you write me, love letters
In hymns and songs: Lift my spirit,
Win my heart, like it would be our first,
And last dance: I know one day, we will meet,
In a harmonious place and listen
To the glorious and beautiful talking drums.