Poema Viviente
Embodied Poetry
He caught me
*
Hair pulled back into a braid
Sweat dripping from my head
Feet crossed
Standing there
Playing with my hair
*
Eyes like glass
staring through a wall
into another dimension
An alternate timeline
where life was different
*
He approached me
from my periphery
Closing the portal
to the other world
I was brought back
to this reality
*
He asked,
"¿Como se dice 'poema' en Ingles?'
*
I said,
"Poem."
*
He replied,
"You are a poem."
*
My eyes changed hues
"¿Como?"
*
His eyes smiled
"Muchas maneras…"
"Tus ojos."
"Tus trenza."
"Tus sonrisa."
"Tus presencia."
"Podría a escribir un libro sobre tus belleza."
"Eres un poema viviente."
About the Creator
Sarah Jane
Writing has been Sarah's passion since she was 7 years-old when she began writing poetry and short stories. Now, she's sharing her gift with the world. Subscribe, and come take a whirl in her words.
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