quinta-feira, 27 de setembro de 2007

Song of the sailor


I was the one who should say that I love you
and, however, it was his voice that sounded in
my ears as the form of life in
my veins from marble, eyes of salt.

I was the one who might sing to you the music
of the vague moments in silence what
with the eyes I killed your body dancing
in my hands, of making these live.

I was the one and not you, who should say
of poems, of sea, of portrait and of
Windy, and of any type of people and of love.

But was you, the songtress, the calm and
seducer mouth that called me in a mixture
of singing and enchantment, lively mermaid.

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