Barranquilla

Now that every song is a reminder,
You should know that I talk about you
constantly and speak your name
every time conversation will allow
to the friends who I measure against you.

I wouldn't say the word "lonely", but
here is the truth of this past year:
Store bought wine never tastes as good
as those bottles we shared in restaurants
and I hardly ever want to dance anymore.

I do not know what Barranquilla is like,
and I cannot picture your new house
or how the weather is as seasons change.
The afternoons are getting hotter here.
Is it something like that down there?