quinta-feira, 1 de abril de 2021

New old lovers

I need not leave a mark
(be it a bruise or a burn)
on what insists to return
and to belong
to me.

We needn't be like the couples in the park
taking god knows how long
to shape
the letters of a love
upon a tree.

Not if we don't intend to escape
from every promise we have made
and the proof sits on your knee.

30/03/2021

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