Orlando Rodriguez Jr. Poems

What quest, young man
Art thou eager to find?
No eyes can withstand
The maxim of light.
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Considering the thought of her comfort and only,
I worry, indeed, if she thinks I’m not stalling.
To think that her heart is not guarded as closely,
I fear of the one day of it ever falling.
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Oh young Goddess,
Under your will, I retain my trust.
I cannot help neither the incentive of my heart nor its mystery,
Only noting I am conscious that it hunts for your delicate innocence.
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Never did she care,
For society’s ideals.
Never did she care at all.
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Beneath the protection of the verdant,
Elevated mango trees,
There I lay upon the bare ground,
Next to my aging grandmother.
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