The Puerto Rican Literature Project

Of crimson lips with the coconut scent.

Of Spanish ballads you love to sing at the end of the day.

Of your boring jokes and your unique frown. The laughs that we shared, warm hugs and

more…of that which is memorable.

Of your life force dancing

  in truncated syllables 

  demised... Approaching

Like fire melting away regrets and te quieros

Of that which is passion. Of that.

Of the sound of your silence.

Of your sweet guayaba kisses

Ebbing.

Navigating the unknown.

Of that journey my love. Of that.