Luzes da Cidade

sábado, 12 de abril de 2008

BALLET DANCER

Degas
I try to follow your movements

but I do not obtain

light and shades that if alternate in your dress

for the soft flanks of you magical body

The false brightness shortout

of this feminine labyrinth

blind and its rubs my eyes in chimeras

torpifyed

Fernanda loans to me your eyes rolling

so that I can catch all the mysteries of this dance

of this adult body pure countenance of child

glad it has led

soon breeze

romantic gale

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