sem açúcar

Por Ana Paula Perissé

 

 

                                               verte-me caos
                                               verte-me vida


                                               na ponta vívida
                                               de um cume sedutor


                                               não deixo
                                               de amar
                                               nem que seja
                                               por 1´rasga fosca
                                               d´idéia
                                               mal concebida


                                               vem-me dolor
                                               simplória
                                               de existir
                                               a sonhar.


                                               tão


                                               sozinha
                                               patética
                                               e sem açúcar.