To Beth M. Poem by Mario Enrique Rios Muniz Pinot

To Beth M.



There are moments when I feel very alone,
As if lost in the hurly-burley of the city

Then I think of you, and your hazel eyes
Back in the day of silly adolescence

I remember your sense of humor

And when we laid down fondling fumbling
Our virginity our path and our goal
You luminous in the dark.

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