Thrive

Famous Chicana Poet/Artista y Healer

Thrive

From "Tell It to the Sky"

Real Burnin' Love

Salt seeps into my tongue

Your skin is recovering from my touch

I move to stick my tongue in your belly button

Real burnin' love business

I want you to go away with me

"I'll win a trip for two," I think.

Love you dearly

My hearts thumpin' in utter pain

I was just hoping you might call

I WILL die for you

I will die because of you

Find a hole and drill

ME

Real burnin' love business

SIGH

BITCH

MOAN

LAST KISS

Down

To enhance my skin

Been alive a long time

Now

Motion as we know it

Real burin' love business

Fruits of the Earth

I ate you

Into myself

Fed off of hundred - year old vines

Grape carrying

Fruit bearing

Mud between my toes

Your fingers in my fist

Living life with me

All my shriveled up insides

With no destiny

Was it Fate?

I came to the table

Empty handed

You saved me

Half of everything

You saved me

Made no promises

That Life was gonna be

Just ripe

The Brush of Your Lips

Your lips

Like rose petals and thunder rolled up into one

Break all barriers and I forgive you

For all the fights to come

I forgive you

For making me feel like a

Goddess

When I'm with you

And like a lost child when I'm not

Like sun on metal

I burn

For your voice

To whisper my name

Speak sweetly to me

And you will always have me