juventude

Por Ana Paula Perissé

 

 

                                           queria imprecisar
                                           teu sorriso
                                           e deslizar-me.
                                           nas bordas de tua

                                           sombra
                                           tempo.

                                           são vagas
                                           tão distantes.
                                           espero-te

                                           só.
                                           sem mais chances
                                           de erro
                                           obliquidades
                                           abruptas,

                                           há pouco e
                                           falta-me
                                           demasiado
                                           nada.

                                           (urgência de brotos
                                           1´semente a perder-se
                                           quase)