Poem

Monterrey, a poem

• Poem

August sun casts its unforgiving glare, A gentle breeze, her touches I wear. Beneath Monterrey’s vibrant hue, A subtle presence, her essence true. Cobblestone street echos the footsteps pair, An uncharted melody, penetrating the air. Gracias a la vida, the sun softly slips, We dance in the shadow, a silent eclipse.