DELIRIUM The loudest form of silence is when you are not present, feared most by my mind. It imagines that distance does not make the heart grow any fonder, but allows it to wonder amongst deceiving souls.
MORNING NOTE Sweetness, I dared not at dawn time disturb your beauty dreams, fearing I might interrupt a conversation with angels. Craving, nonetheless, a kiss before leaving, I silently slid out of our bed. Alas, such early disappointment I hunger for eventide to arrive.	El Negron de Bayamon
OCEAN FRONT (Aguadilla, PR) Met a genial lady, mid 20’s I guess, one whom I would love to have shared the end of a day with. Since every sunset is unique. that specific one could have been claimed by us for all eternity. I was impressed by her maturity, moved by her keen observant eyes; windows that do not reveal her soul. What mystery lies beneath such beauty? What wonders in secret lie waiting to surface perchance with a kiss?