Abraham Muñoz Bravo

Like arid land –in need of moisture–

I need you.

When our mouths touch,

Our tongues meet, and our lips graze,

Life sprouts everywhere in that earth that so desired water.

Your kisses remind me of

Coconut butter from Bali,

Agave nectar,

Or the alchemy of bees.

You are a lizard’s sun;

When our breaths mesh into one,