2 Years and Counting
2 years and counting
since we crossed paths
you were beautiful, something
that no man has ever dreamt of
or even imagined.
mesmerized by your eyes
you sway me like a wave of everlasting kisses,
sweet, wishes of gently caressing
your secrets
of your Uncle Sam invading your sacred land
that we hid beneath the stars.
You allowed me to surf your oceans,
under one condition
to make it my mission
that your volcanoes erupt.
sharp as coral reefs, you cut me up
Stinging
as I drowned in your waters,
but the flame continued to blaze.
Lava oozing down your leg
while your spirit rose like blossoming alulas
that are sacred and native to your body.
But one last look as I depart,
my heart stays here with you
as though it were home.
For now, we’ll meet again
Ms. Hawaii, farewell until then.
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