brasileira

Brasil you will haunt me
Your unmatched beauty
A siren song
Your favelas spilling down mountainsides
Like cuts
fresh with blood
Your heart slashed open
Still beating
Pumping samba rhythms

Sunshine graces your people
Generosity is in your veins
You give, and give, and give still more
And when your hands are empty
you invite me to dance
You kiss me on both cheeks with lime coated lips
I fall for you, fast
Hit the ground, hard
And return to you before I’ve even left

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