Cinco de Mayo

Another one of those crazy holidays goes by

It never held much sentiment for me

Just a couple of gaudy piñatas,

Exciting music, and exotic food

Until now

Pushing through the colorful beads,

The bright streamers,

The smell of warm tortillas

—(All in my head)—

I find my way to a room

Where the only scent is you,

The central focus of the mantle sheltering my heart

The wood, the whispering flames,

The smoke that envelops me—

It’s all you

A Cinco de Mayo like no other;

Milestone marking the time left to travel

Before our two paths become forever one

Today

Sentimental and full of a love

Unconditionally yours,

And yours alone

Solid and unbreakable,

Unlike the burro piñata I remember from grade school.

TL

12:27am

6 May 2005