Hey Lover, who
I have never met.
Meet me in Brazil.
Let our hearts,
whisper songs,
bout a life
lived
in Portuguese.
A life in beaches.
A life in santaria.
A meeting of two
bodies,
with one foot each
across
the other's
border.
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