Books are mirrors

I read a book once,

Sandiegzo

about an anaconda

that was from the Brazilian amazon,

but it was captured 

and put in a pet shop;

and then escaped 

with the help of a few friends.

Her voice was mesmerizing

as was her feelings

of the warmth of the sun

and the coolness of the river water...

it reminded me

of when my body

glistened with sweat

and browned in the heat 

and the sunlight danced 

like a kaleidoscope on the water

as my body baptized itself anew.