That was enough
for me to forgive you.
To spirit a tiger
from it's cell.
Called me corazon*
in that instant before
I let go the phone
back to the cradle.
Your voice small.
Heat of your eyes,
how I would've placed
my mouth on each.
Said corazon
and the word blazed
like a branch of jacaranda.
* corazon = heart or sweetheart
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