Poetheart (back) (05/23/1961 / Rio de Janeiro)
Hate me! Love me!
The night wake me up cold as ice
stretching its grips over my pillow
rustling ~ pain, sweetness sounds~
I am so comfortable welcome
on my room
there, you Hate me
i melted myself being able
in several tiny drawers
to hide, dusty woman ~ an outsider ~
dividing me – tearing me in pieces -
no blood, no sound, discreet
i think i don’t fit in so much darkness
(don’t know if is
the space or me)
even that way
one sickly ravishment alight on me!
let me enjoy on it, in my somber soul
when I passed by you in white clouds ~ you are ~
when you passed by me just
a stranger with nothing to give
hate me like that! Just a bit!
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