Isaiah
That salty warm breeze you feel on your skin is him.The aggressive and pushy yet welcomed sun that washes over you.
Moist and enveloping he surrounds you at once
As the fragrances of the mango, guava, grapefruit and the cool feel of the red dirt he caresses your senses.
Like the tall statute banana trees that stands on principle while gently swaying in the wind
He is the calm yet bold sea refreshing your flesh with just a small touch.
He is the earth, pure, firm, stable and all natural.
With the accents of the old country,
Yet the reflection of innovation, color and tradition of our times.
His heart pumps passion
Even the smoke that escapes his lungs cloaks you with the sweetness of a gracious soul.
If you ever get a chance look into his eyes and see forever and yesterday and heaven and earth.
He is Isaiah
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