stay away! stay away!
i'm sensitive and a afraid
as a marigold petal
half-ripped away
i hide between stranger's dreams
for mine's to dense
all too much for my gentle hands to handle.
fleeting i stay, weeping between hours awake.
as sappho the lyre i play
with the melody the fire sways
as treetops on stormy days.
stained by vernal hands,
of the winged-cupid with a cup half-filled
with love wrapped in silk,
devoted to my dear lover i stay.
and lightly, as sappho, i could - over the landscape - fall from the tallest mountain
for of my dream i abstain.
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Tecelã de Sonhos - Poesia D'água
PoetryMyths, Dreams and Poetry. port/eng it is a hymn as much as it is an obsession - but isn't it holy? - Vim d'uma morosa manhã de abril, cresci como coruja cantante na copa do pau-brasil, tornei-me como bruma e desfiz-me...
