Poemas 8

Sparkle

You sometimes sparkle
It’s not often, but you do.
You sometimes sparkle,
like when walking out of blue
and just being close to you
makes my body shiver so true
as if all last reality felt it too.

You sometimes smile
not for me, but even so
you sometimes smile…
and I realise it though
that this feeling like a flow
maybe strong but just for me
cannot live outside my fantasy.
[Julho de 2005]

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