terça-feira, 30 de janeiro de 2018

Rendesvouz

When warm copper
meets silk satin
up the ladder
to ressucitate latin.

When melting butter
touches crispy bread
only to mutter
promises from ahead.

When sly kitten
smells soft rose
never being bitten,
even this close.

When dirty green
glances piercing blue,
what they mean
must be true.

19/01/2018

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