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| Poesias-->Confession -- 01/03/2011 - 12:30 (Ricardo Marques) |
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Confession
I walked so much
Off to seek new routes
found unthinkable horizons
Spent hours of intense poetry
of endless findings
Everything new
New people
wide open and sane smile
Tried to find myself, in a new world
Take my place, disassemble nasty thoughs
Populate the soul wilth crystal clear freedom
And I was whole quest and meeting
Walk through alleys and avenues
By sand by salt
Walk through healthy waters and ignore evil
I judged to have discovered the consolation, the breath,
in eyes others that whatch me without shame
in teasing attitudes offering me kisses
longing to take care about me with zeal
but all that I know scalling the hours
(reknown for everything I could feel)
is that the real meeting, what I wished most, what I searched most
remains in deep eyes
in a looking I´ve already kept
Rimarquesz |
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