segunda-feira, 10 de setembro de 2012

LOOK...

LOOK...

I do not want this expression merely
That denies my future while ceases
The fight drawn overwhelms me
And in the end generates the denial,
How much is tried and do not know
Could transcend while exhaling
Enters into my room without permission
And it shows how the dimension is rude.
Only in love and have full charm
What I want now and so and so
Labeling with this verse this afterglow,
Daring see in the eyes of those who love,
In addition to what could be called
The very vastness of the sun god.


MARCOS LOURES

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