Treasure Island

Carlos Aragao

(10-17-1959 / Brazil)

Avulsa


Sem você me sinto avulsa
Separada do coração, que pulsa
Destoante dos segundos...
Parecendo não pertencer ao mundo.

Anônima, desirmanada, errante
Como um beijo não roubado
Desperdiçado por um instante
Perdido no vale das sombras de Dante.

Arrancada da vida, desnascida.
Mas com um coração teimoso
Furioso, dengoso e sem medo
Que só ao te ver, pode ter sossego.

Que mesmo sem te sentir, vive
E pulsa, com o desatino
De quem ama com a certeza
De que tu és o meu único destino.

I.C. & C.A.

Submitted: Thursday, March 01, 2012
Edited: Friday, March 02, 2012

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