In the presence of your beauty
I'm a drop of rain inside the ocean
At the sweet murmur of your breath
I'm melted ice returning to the clouds
When you speak
you leave me shapeless
Vulnerable to whatever form you wish of me
When you look firmly in my eyes
I tremble
You leave me without air to breathe
When our tongues meet
and you taste my lips
I know that I've died and gone to the eternal paradise
and I couldn't picture heaven any sweeter than waking up tangled in your arms
I'm a drop of rain inside the ocean
At the sweet murmur of your breath
I'm melted ice returning to the clouds
When you speak
you leave me shapeless
Vulnerable to whatever form you wish of me
When you look firmly in my eyes
I tremble
You leave me without air to breathe
When our tongues meet
and you taste my lips
I know that I've died and gone to the eternal paradise
and I couldn't picture heaven any sweeter than waking up tangled in your arms
- Bartolomeu Parreira Nascimento - Miami 2002
(Nota: poema escrito para um antigo amor quando tinha 16 anos e morava em Miami)
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