Love in Rio
I said love me
With all your guts, your screwdrivers,
Your carburetors, and your difficulties
I said love me
Through your pang of insecurities
Your monstrosities, and your many conspiracy theories,
love me like you love
what was once the 60s
Set aside your guard for me
I said you're going
to do nothing but love me
The way you love old movies, causing fights, getting head while driving,
and the way you love
doing the Samba in Rio
on friday nights
Set aside your indecisiveness
Let me help you make up your mind
Let's run face first into the mystery of a holy night and
Let's end up surprised
©RaeezJacobs. Poetry. 2013
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