You invited me
to meet
your parents
in Mexico.
They met us
at the airport
between two palms,
like a treasure map.
In town, you took me
to la bufadora —
a natural geyser
on the coast
that creates
rainbows.
It looks like a regular
jagged coast of California
and then it erupts.
The sun hits the spray
and you see it,
just for a moment.
That’s when I knew
my love was from nature
too, even if it didn’t
hold with us.
