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.

poem by Mario Enrique Rios Muniz Pinot
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What Shall I Write About?

Start with the obvious, the wallpaper,
designs of flowers, purple dead nettles
that I saw near Port Jervis
climbing the scenic route hills and valleys
is it a real wildflower, only on disturbed
ground or manmade disturbance I picked
one no one knew so the magic mirror
the Internet purple flower New Jersy photo
please and so many purple flowers
maps with green spots,
start with the basics.

poem by Mario Enrique Rios Muniz Pinot
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