When we went to the market I watched you

I watched as you took that first bite of mazamorra and smiled

Of course we had to get the combinado

You led me through narrow passages

past all types of people and all types of food

I don't think you stopped smiling the whole day

Sometimes I think about how good that first bite tastes

and the one after it, and the one after that

I think we should set up shop

We can buy a little space for a puesto of our own

It can be a tiny corner where we sell chicken and eggs

right next to the shop where we sat for a juice

Where you used to go when you were a kid

You told me you would sit there for hours

Doing some homework and watching the dogs play in the dirt

I think we could buy anything at the market

Do you think someone will sell us a visa?

Maybe then we won't have to wait so long to be together

For Naysha