Treasure Island

Carlos Aragao

(10-17-1959 / Brazil)

Dependencia


Dependencia

Mais que oceanos,
Uma vida nos separa.
A tua, a minha, e todas as outras.
Numa sequencia quase exata de todas as perdas.

Era uma solidao uma vez,
Um beijo esquecido …
Entre promessas que nao cumprimos.

Era uma dor pelo nao dito,
Um grito nunca exposto,
Uma reza, um rito.

Foi um sonho importado,
De vidas que somente sonhamos,
Uma intimidade, para todo sempre negada,
Na plasticidade do que nao fomos.

Mas nos negamos o ultimo minuto,
Em que nos enfrentaríamos finalmente,
Entre dores e planos desfeitos,
Numa verdade e uma febre demente.

No espanto de toda verdade,
O que me assusta e que a cada dia,
Ao despertar… (e ante a luz do sol)
Encaras tua propria covardia.

Submitted: Monday, September 26, 2011
Edited: Tuesday, September 27, 2011

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