Jose you were hide and seek
and peek a boo
You were a lap for me
always on my side.
You were that big blue quilt
and I don't forget
how I woke you up
those nightmare nights
and how you didn't even hesitate,
to let me under the covers,
And tell me about those princesses.
And that old house feels like a castle these days,
And on the rainy days
You and I were shut inside.
That fort in the living room
the cushions,
the blankets.
The elegant couches,
completely perplexed at the playfulness.
You never made those forts the right way
But that never mattered to me at all.
Jose you were on the football team
and all those cheerleaders you brought home
who mattered to you,
who smiled at me, as I stood on the bleachers of your school,
because they knew I was yours,
I remember all their names, Jose.
You were on the field Jose,
and I sat and watched
and told everyone around
"see him, number 52?"
that you were mine.
and they smiled right back at me.
And now, even today, like always before
when you wrap your arms around me
and I see our skin tones clash so dramatically
Do you know what I think?
Nothing.