This Is May
This is May
The time of the beginning of the month of rains
This is May
The teen girl coming boldly to my mother's room
This is May
Don Colon sails to Discovery Bay and leave in chains
This is May
Her young body like a delicate and exotic perfume
Are clouds dark as memory
On the old page of history
This is May
And I prefer none, but long to be there
When gully overflows cleansing me of fear:
(a)
May murmurs in trees
Golden with juicy blossoms
Falling for the rain
(b)
May bares her bright breast
To the oval lips of skies
The young heart thunders
(c)
May brings her ships to bay
Laden with lost sailors' joy
Black rivers run red
(d)
May wears the mountain scent
From fragrant flowers succulent
Hope seeks new domain
(e)
May too is for love
Love of brave warriors' drums
Beating like a heart.
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