doçuras

doces olhos

doces olhos vazios
a se encantarem de sombras
penumbras mal-afamadas
recantos de sonhos
olhos transparentes
a chorar saudades não vividas
amores inexistentes
cavaleiros displicentes
olhos de olhar lonjuras
mares, fogueiras, vendavais
olhos que se contemplam,
olhos de nunca mais

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doces ombros

ombros frágeis
para tanta tortura
carregar a própria essência
sem disfarce ou impostura
lanhado,
açoitado,
lombo de escravo
fujão
mas ombros redondos
de carregar colares
decotes e afagos
ombros sãos
curvados, macios
róseos cabides
ombros de solidão.

... essa minha criança...

Someone to watch over me
(Ella Fitzgerald)

There's a somebody I'm longin' to see
I hope that he,
turns out to be
Someone who'll watch over me

I'm a little lamb
who's lost in the wood
I know I could,
always be good
To one who'll watch over me

Although he may not
be the man some
Girls think of as handsome
To my heart
he carries the key

Won't you tell him
please to put on some speed
Follow my lead,
oh, how I need
Someone to watch over me

Won't you tell him please
to put on some speed
Follow my lead,
oh, how I need
Someone to watch over me
Someone to watch over me