Saudade

I miss my tan

wearing prints

and barbecued picanha

With a bottle of Guaspari

on Sunday afternoons

I miss the rock in Itaguassu

watching sunsets

and talks about life, guys and weekends

with Luiza

I miss walking up Baepi and catching

my breath by the bus stop

I miss evening drives to Ilha das Cabras

and full moons by the beach

Laughs and jokes about tantric massages

and mosquito repellent

Brazil, I have so much to thank you for