Many times I imagined I was in
a vibrant watercolour painting.
If I closed my eyes,
let the sun
d
r
i
p
warm egg yolk rays
on my face,
sat long enough
on a plaza bench,
I almost felt
two-dimensional
and might just blend
into this foreign landscape.
It was a nice thought,
one I told
to the Peruvian boy
at my side
who laughed
and closed his eyes too.
.
Author notes
plaza de armas: government square
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Comments
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I want to just sit beside you and close my eyes too...
loved the yolk imagery.
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you are back!! seriously, i think both this poem and your return have made my week.
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this is great.
bookmarked.
gosh i've missed your work.
idea: write more often!
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