My Muse
Ohh, Saudade!
How you haunt my dreams and disintegrate my soul. You build me up and lead me on, such high from happiness, such crumbling lows. Every corner I turn, you stand before me and undress me whole. Saudade, my muse, my heart, is this all? Towering heights my vision holds, just for you to leave crumbs on the floor.
- A.Garcia
