Kisses Like Your Eyes

Your eyes are open windows framing cloudless sky.
Your hair is soft obsidian's dark curling shine.
Your skin is sweet like rosewater, alluring and kind.
Your smile is an anecdote, accented and bright.
Your laugh is gentle spice and intoxicating wine.

You are beautiful.

Your mouth is a carnation, a delicate pink listener.
Your hands are like comforters in the arms of winter.
Your words are like dancing with our hips pressed together.
Your lips are like dreams I want to always remember.
Tus ojos son Bermudian bays, besos mojados, in summer.

Eres bellísim_.

Copyright Xiomara A. Maldonado 2009

Esto es Mi Cuerpo

My eyes are like banana bruises, dark and soft
My hair is a heavy dirt road leading to la finca
My mouth is like a sudden earthquake
waiting to rumble through homes
My nose is my daddy and the dictator of my face
My skin is like a canvas for emerging artists
My smile is an opal, a tiger lily, a disguise
My tears are enemies who could really be good friends
My laugh is my trumpet call, my nervousness, my grace
My hands are like hyper yorkies, small and restless
My fists are two unabashed virgins
My legs are my companions, carrying me from street to street
My feet are like betrayal, shaming me
cuando estoy bailando salsa
I am a one-way mirror - walk through
this door to see another part of me

*Written 9/12/2009; needs revision*
Copyright Xiomara A. Maldonado 2009