Chats at 3:45

Manny, with your mocha skin,

those glasses and that Olaf humor.

In all seriousness you said:

“Cherish her”

My heart burst against

those too-close four walls.

I remember Shakira songs,

can still see Luis, his hands pressed

in a pyramid, that shake of his nonexistent

hips and my broken broken broken heart.

Your words are the light I chase.

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