.............:Warning: este poema is not to be consumed while consuming 7 Mares:.............
Jalando la Tierra
Walking bare-pata on your beach,
toward your agua.
From sand,
ssss, ay!
tutu,
to the touch.
Toward the moist ebb-n-flow,
of your, deepest below.
Runnin over your mountains .
Cruisin through your valle.
Preparando,
con mi shovel.
Slip,
in soil.
Tilt
earth
slow,
con carino.
Pause to feel your viento.
Catch a groove.
Inhale.
Movimiento.
Bring rain to your desert.
Melt your snow.
Drip with my warmth.
Finger tips to your playa.
Tastes como,
coconut and xocolate,
mango con chile,
sandia con sal.
Put up fronteras de inhibition.
And I'll step over them,
como La Raza.
And proceed to,
slip,
in soil.
and
Tilt
Earth
con huevos,
como tambor.
Movimiento.
Como caracol.
Till we erupt,
Popocatepetl y Iztacihuatl....
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