We met through mutual friends and
With no knowledge of the concept of time, we consumed each other.
Fed and misused each other,
we sat back and grooved with each other.
We had the whole universe in line with the vibrations of our emotion
with our overwhelming intuition and commotion,
we resided in a temple with toxic lotuses growing from the mud,
roses from concrete and a whole lot of love.
You were my religion, my hallelujah, my glory.
On a throne you sat, besides my father, a king.
We were ripe and
despite the pernicious lies and temporary gratification,
I found faith and my sanction.

-Inés Anguiano