Cold Feet

Cold feet
Warm hearts
The immaculate half moon light
shining over Santa Cruz beach
on a cold Winter night

I heard your unspoken thoughts
in the soothing wave
I felt your unexpressed feelings
in the ocean breeze
I saw your not-done-yet actions
in the horizon

They warmed me up
like the memory of my sweet grandma
in the beautiful town
like the sweet taste of the star apple fruit
on my tongue
like the innocent days of the past

They opened a passage
to my heart

Nov. 2011

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