Luzes da Cidade

quinta-feira, 3 de abril de 2008

Drizzle


Gouts shining

they fall of the sky

on heads and hats

they form transparent puddles of water

an the sliding streets

and renews landscapes lusterless

while the busy fists of the passer-bys

for the handles of the umbrellas

with it poetical rods

they are closed against the violence

and waves affections.

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