The strings that attach me To this world Ground me Yes they sometimes Keep me from flying

Her fingernails Natural Long Pointed On fingers

How do I Catch your interest? Once again I know You are bored with me

A conversation With a true friend Leaves your life richer Maybe with a laugh A smile on your face

You might know her As blonde eyes Or as the sister who bakes cookies But you see I don’t write this

I look away Afraid to see Flicker of nerves In their eye A clench

Water Beach pools and fountains Rivers creeks and waterfalls The sound The feel Floating Weightless

Beautiful legs The right shape and curve Olive color without the green That tans and doesn’t burn Until you see

Who am I? I am me When did I Become me? As I recall

Yo te amo Tres palabras Que solucionen todo Para la mujer Tan complicada