I Love You Poems

I Love You Poems


NOW EN CUBA

And then it was blood and ash.

Then left alone palms.

Cuba, my love, you tied to the rack,
cut you the face I Love You Poems
away you they pale golden legs
you broke the sex of granada
you crossed with knives,
you split, you burned.

By the valleys of the sweetness
they dropped the Exterminators
and in the mogotes high the heraldic
of your children was lost in the fog,
but there they were achieved
one by one to death,
ripped to shreds in the torment
without their warm land of flowers
that fleeing under their plants.

Cuba, my love, what chills
shook you the foam, foam love poems
unless you did purity,
solitude, silence, thickness,
and your children huesitos
disputed crabs.