i miss you
and i miss me too
the me that dreamt of
the day i'd meet you
in floral everything
and a green something
just like they said you used to
the soft-voiced woman from
monte brumedjo
i miss you
and i miss me too
the me-you that we
never got to knew
in floral patterned sundresses
chatting over cous-cous
not saying much
only what we need to
in our still way
me, you, monte brumedjo
- for vovo danga
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