TangoI sway and weep
and I go deep
into forgiveness,I tangle on
from dusk ’till dawn
trying to witness.Each memory
invisibly
a bounding threadI lonely
and foolishly
nourished and shed.My head held high
I dance and sigh
in leaping stridesa butterfly
you also I
tango as tides.
Maria Magdalena
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