Pescado

Pescado Poem

i miss you like a grain of sand
that fell from the mouth of a pagan fish 
which slept beyond those 
false seas 
bathed in mud
 
 and
 
 the recollection of your
 bones left the impressions 
 of your skin swimming 
 underneath my tongue
 
 swallowing the salted 
 memory of your face
 I fell into a liquid dream.