As you hold my body, know this
you hold jazz in the lungs instead of wind
indie in the steps
blues in the soul
a latin fire in the kiss
As you hold my body know this
it does not break like a biscuit
but hardens like a rock in the sun
aging simply with flowing days
As you hold my body, know this
you keep in your hands a space
of ideas and worries
storage of flesh, blood and sun rays
As you hold my body, know this
I am holding back in my hands
those little building blocks that make you too.
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