Tannat

Por Ana Paula Perissé

 

                                          quando se sente
                                          que o transverso
                                          do existir
                                          jaz numa taça
                                          âmbar que dança
                                          inebriando palavras
                                          por dança de cristais
                                          o sabor do desejo
                                          de sorver o mundo                                        
                                          como num único
                                          derradeiro
                                          instante
                                          é VIDA


                                          há de se ter
                                          alguma verdade
                                          que baile
                                          conosco


                                          perfume do fim do mundo.