águas-furtadas

Por Ana Paula Perissé

 

 

 

                                              cá dentro
                                              abismo.
                                              entra;
                                              e de soslaio
                                              me encara
                                              com força
                                              mansa

                                              ampara.

                                              ( o sorriso calmo
                                              das horas enfileiradas
                                              não te aventura
                                              próxima cena)

                                              sena.

                                              cá dentro
                                              sai muito de mim
                                              sem saber
                                              que há
                                              desvãos
                                              a tua espera
                                              .
                                              .
                                              .
                                              trampolim
                                              em
                                              águas-furtadas