Words of Desire
by Armando Ortiz
The same words of desire that make us aware of colors torture our minds.
Descriptions of beauty carry messages of blemish.
Brutality brings with it tenderness of love.
Salvation is for the perfect, and meek.
The great deed is in sin, and redemption is found inside inequity.
With art there is perfection, and with peace there is destruction.
With sounds I explain this world.
In a frenzy you stamp your feet,
like the old days when our grandmothers danced for rain.
You undress yourself with the naked night and disappear into the air.
Shape shifting sunset fox is your spirit.
The rattlesnake of your breath and that heavenly rhythm touches what I see.
Words don’t penetrate closed minds,
but you painted these memories with colors.
Hallucinations of the words that paint my mind with your image drive me crazy.
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