A Look Inside My Grimoire

A Piece of Me

From my insides you will find a tenderness so sweet

it rots the marrow of my bones.

Saudades for all that was and all that could be,

Tendons full of music, bursting, waiting to dance.

I can feel your heart.

I can see your spirit.

When the wind cries, when the moon shines, when the world is still

I know all is well.

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