Juan Olivarez Poems

Does it really matter how much you love,
If it is not returned?
Or how hard your heart may beat for her,
If she your love has spurned?
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I love to gaze at sunsets,
At the fading of each day.
As the clouds on the horizon,
For the evening pave the way.
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One day it's my waist,
Next day it's my knees.
I have trigger finger,
It hurts when I sneeze.
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Thousands,
Of leaves.
Blowing by,
On the north wind.
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Aguardiente mi amigo,
Lindo fruto del maguey
Aguardiente soy testigo,
Aguardiente para el Rey.
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Behind the leaves of vibrant green,
Remaining virtually unseen.
Cocking his head as he looks at me,
Eying the cat, and poised to flee.
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When my time on Earth
Is through.

I would not leave in the winter,
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I want to be free,
Like the breeze in the trees,
Shaking the leaves,
Chasing honey bees.
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In the beginning, love is so sweet,
Cooing like turtledoves hour after hour.
But love sometimes, is elusive and fleet,
And like a lemon the taste is sour.
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Little garter snake, asleep in the rue,
Lost in your dreams so sweet.
one often wonders at how you do,
To cypher your thoughts would be quite a feat.
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