Yells the same as Sunshine

sun shining cruelly
angry at his family
words, same as shouting

If only...

If only, "¡Ojalá!"
win the lottery, she sighs
he dreams of her smiles


I asked him, "What was your favorite word when you lived with her in Spain?"
He said,
In the piazza walking at night, warm, under stars
heading home
If only, "¡Ojalá!"
She would say it with a sigh, like winning the lottery
He would smile at her
Yes, if only...

I got the idea for this poem when my friend lived in Spain for a year with his Spanish girlfriend.

An affair with a dragon

His words came out flames
Like a dragon, searing her
Still, she loves him so