If That’s what You need.

A film by Adam Valdez.

The first taste rips the dull, aching pain,

that reveal only dodges potential to reign.

In the Spaniard caves, men constrain

Down the lake you slowly shed bone.

Your salty watered eyes reflect a tone

Down the Mexican waters near León,

you orbit around the valley’s mountains

If that’s what you are, I’ll be the closest

one there: what the gospel spoke.

You are filled with inquiries that pertain

your femininity and appearance on a train,

Making them all uncomfortable in their lane.

Our farewell was questioning what I known,

Something outside the fence had been thrown

Now she’s diving head first into stone.

Our clothes have been dreamt to be sown,

until the road groans. If then — we all become grown,

and our search ends in love, would you be alone?