terça-feira, 18 de junho de 2019

June 15th, 2019.



i think that i will search for your green eyes tomorrow


but i don't know what's happening with my mind
i don't know what's wrong with me

the sea holds my hairs with all force of the world

the wind draws my soul 
the last song 
the last night 

i come back from unknow place
            and from somewhere i hear your name 


the  skyscrapers 

the rivers  
the bridges
the black jacket 


the lights
the black dress


my hands write in  your body
            

my love.





edemir fernandes bagon



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Ecos proustianos

Viu o tempo passar. Em busca do perdão perdido, prostrou-se diante do cisne. Edemir Fernandes Bagon