One of the best brazilian poets |
Apparition of Love
Sweet ghost, why do you visit me
as in other times our bodies visited each other?
Your transparency dampens my skin
coming together in caresses that can never happen
no...
Posted by on Fri, 30 Jan 2004 03:35:00 GMT |
Poetry at it`s best I |
Whether we write or speak or do but look
We are ever unapparent. What we are
Cannot be transfused into word or book,
Our soul from us is infinitely far.
However much we give our thoughts t...
Posted by on Fri, 30 Jan 2004 03:20:00 GMT |
