Exposed to the Love
In this perplexity you bring your affection
I send to the earliest times,
Looking to find a nest perhaps
What protects them from evils and dangers...?
Where I find the mock fritters
From the time we live in further away
Chimeras we brought so many fears,
Sometimes our lives degrading...
In pruning of these dreams, head down,
Beggar your forgiveness, but nothing doing,
Sometimes when you see me down sooner,
And I shut up, knowing your phases...
Love that often remembers the moon,
In clothes, your skin, exposed and naked...
Marcos Loures
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