Nunca mais nos veremos? Perguntei com a estupidez de quando não há perguntas a fazer. Mas ao mesmo tempo, por baixo da minha insensatez, eu sentia o impulso absurdo de recuperar uma irrealidade perdida. Nunca mais?... E imprevistamente era aí que eu repousava, na tua face, na imagem final do meu desassossego.
in Vergílio Ferreira
*Álvaro de Campos
. Her aura is made of poetr...
. I fell in love with you t...
. She must be a descendant ...
. She was so near that he f...
. ;)
. Some people will surprise...
. ;)
. Lately, though, in ways s...
. #1
. Tangled with love in the ...
. Sometimes you just have t...
. You’ve felt it, haven’t y...
. Her aura is made of poetr...
. I fell in love with you t...
. She must be a descendant ...
. She was so near that he f...
. ;)
. Some people will surprise...
. ;)
. Lately, though, in ways s...
. #1
. Tangled with love in the ...
. Sometimes you just have t...
. You’ve felt it, haven’t y...