Priscila Moreira

De uma nota

Uma pequena nota
sozinha escapou

Fez da mais bonita
flor que ja brotou

Descarregada de palavras
tua voz ela imitou

Na minha imaginação
mais um quadro criou.
 
Canta mais uma vez
uma primavera na tez
que desanimou
canta e reanimou
o ser perdido
a chama 
que sacrificou. 
 
Amor és papel
és definição escultural
és cinzel
puramente astral.

 

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Published on e-Stories.org on 05.06.2006.

 

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