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Thursday, December 22, 2011

Haicais às estações

I
Chuva de verão
ao molhar todo meu corpo
secou o coração

II
Prima Vera chegou
Com seus lábios de fruta
Cabelos de flor

III
Inverno tem soprado
De seus lábios frios
Beijos molhados

IV
Choveu horrores
Outono alagou as ruas
De folhas e flores

posted by Vitor Taveira | 8:21 AM | 2 comments