Maira Cavalcanti

The stairs


You may never know
How good it was to see you today
On the day of my birthday

You may never know
How it felt to see your eyes
For a second, at that moment in time

You may never know
How much I shook and for how long my heart raced
And the look I had after I saw your face

You may never know
How I wanted to go back outside
And for another minute see your sweet, sweet eyes.

You may never know
How much that second seemed like a million years
And that it brought me a big smile, one that I couldn't hide to my peers

You may never know
That that single moment was the best present I could ask for
Nothing, nothing more...

You may never know...

Maira Cavalcanti

"I hate to lose something,"
then she bent her head
"even a dime, I wish I was dead.
I can't explain it. No more to be said.
Cept I hate to lose something."

" I lost a doll once and cried for a week.
She could open her eyes, and do all but speak.
I believe she was took, by some doll snatching-sneak
I tell you, I hate to lose something."

" A watch of mine once, got up and walked away
It had twelve numbers on it and for the time of the day
I never forget it and all I can say
Is I really hate to lose something."

Now if I felt that way bout a watch and a toy,
What you think I feel bout my lover-boy?
I ain't threatening you madam, but he's my evening's joy.
And I mean I really hate to lose something."


Maya Angelou



My evening's joy,
Maybe that's why,
My baby boy,
That I want to die
When I think that I
Could lose you.


Maira Cavalcanti