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Finding You
In this vast wasteland of memories,
I walk under your tears.
This rain; beautiful downpour
takes me to you.
I find beauty in those words
you spoke with your beautiful mouth.
I find beauty in those notes
you played as your beautiful fingers danced.
(On the black and white steps)
I find beauty in those tiny, hidden gestures
you gave me with your beautiful eyes.
I find beauty in all that is you,
your smile, your voice.
That eternal essence that never fades.
I recollect memories of you,
and stumble onto this beautiful truth:
You are here.
Alive.
Forever beautiful.
- Alejandro Bonfil
