Primeira Cena | First Act

Que a vida trazia isto eu já sabia

os momentos,

os bocados,

fugazes.

 

A eternidade transformada em cenas

as imagens,

o perfume,

os beijos.

 

As manhãs complexas e cheias

a luz,

a chama,

acesas.

 

As letras que me inundam

os sons que vejo,

a vontade,

a minha,

a tua.

 

Poem written in portuguese. Sorry, no translation. 

(Photo by Zwaddi on Unsplash)

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