Virgil Suárez

1962 / Havana, Cuba

A Painter's Glee

You arrive at the undisclosed location,
paintbrush, bucket and ladder in hand.
Ring the doorbell countless times-
there's someone inside for sure,
the lights come on and off. A naked
woman opens the door. She is delicious
in her nudity, but greets you naturally
as if you're some long lost lover arrived
to say, 'the seas are rough, dear
and I got a Southerly wind to carry me
here.' Her walls are raw, which clearly
is the promise of some new world.
Her moon-shined ass glows as she scurries
to brew some coffee. You enter the house
slowly, taking it all in one breath at a time.
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