GALES

GALES

The webs where your plots storylines
Entangle our steps and proceed
Daring sometimes land in your shelter
I find, with tenderness, such secrets
And when he had shown in days away
The most atrocious weather, I no more care,
Only your side in peace with
Winning the various deceptions
My eyes looking for your port
A boat from seaweed, even crooked,
Find the solidity of a rare berth,
And being so what bring me,
The days between boldest dreams
And these sublime evening gales ...


MARCOS LOURES.