quinta-feira, 9 de julho de 2015

CHAMEGO

Busco no bosque
               de tuas delícias
                               as invisíveis
                                           :mas plausíveis
                                                     rotas
                                              das delirantes
                                           malícias bacantes
                                           nas quais contigo
                                        me perca
                                              :me encontre
                                                                :me enrosque
                                                                                  nas tramas
                                                 tranquilamente
                                                                    insanas
                                                                          de nosso ninho
                                                                           em aconchego
                                                                                :sempre
                                                                              efervescente
                                                                                  chamego
                                                                          flambado ao vinho.
   ♫♫♫ Moska - Soneto do teu Corpo

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