Welcome Back
It's been a while. It's been a while since we have been together. It's been a while since I have written about you. Welcome back, you whisper from beyond the twin peaks of San Vicente, welcome back. Welcome back, you call in a faint warm breeze, and look up at my bright blue sombrero and my mountains standing up tall, purple and black and do you see the little whiffs of cotton cloud in the valley? and Lago Suchitlán? and Lago Ilopango? welcome back. Welcome back, you say, and walk with with your eyes from way up high on ribbons of roads and pause to see tiny villages perched on ridges and homes crowding the base of El Boquerón and colorful rancheros by the seaside and you feel the closeness of your friends, welcome back. Welcome back, you tease, I wrote it on your calendar a lazy day at the beach to jump into the foamy waves so I can sprinkle you with sparkly sea salt, and as you get closer can see the waxy green leaves? can you almost taste the fresh bananas? welcome ...