Mi Querida, ma Cherie, mi amor,

Thank you,
For all the holes you’ve poked
Through my misguided misconceptions,
Through my running thoughts
You could so easily stop,
These holes you’ve placed,
Now,
I see, were only to let light in,
Or simply for your lips,
When pressed against to breathe breath
In,
Then to be sealed again,
Mi Querida, ma Cherie, mi amor,
Let me put it down,
In the light of this Spanish sun,
Thank you,
For all the holes you’ve poked,
Only to let the hollow echoes rest,
Your are my healer, my teacher, my lover,
You are the breath in my lungs,
the words on my tongue,
And me,
I am yours simply.

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