Fumar os New Pornographers com a cigarrilha em repeat.
Sweet talk, sweet talk
Sweet talk, sweet talk
Suddenly I look at the sky
And picture you
In a backyard or a pateo
My pateo, a firecracker memory in motion.
Your shadow on the wall
The sound of your feet against the concrete
A sweet summer smell
A sigh and a look, more like a stare.
As we meet
Our eyes, they compel to enlightenment
The way you smile
My smile
The unspeakable compelling us
How awkward and lovely.
by Ms. Susana Corvelo
Ago 2017
(em homenagem a William Carlos Williams)
And picture you
In a backyard or a pateo
My pateo, a firecracker memory in motion.
Your shadow on the wall
The sound of your feet against the concrete
A sweet summer smell
A sigh and a look, more like a stare.
As we meet
Our eyes, they compel to enlightenment
The way you smile
My smile
The unspeakable compelling us
How awkward and lovely.
by Ms. Susana Corvelo
Ago 2017
(em homenagem a William Carlos Williams)
...mas isso é uma cigarrilha de quê? Lisboa não é o Meco. :)
ResponderEliminari learned my lesson and moved on ;)
ResponderEliminarvi-os em Maio [naquele festival de Barcelona, ahahah]
ResponderEliminar(ok, desculpem)
É natural. Ele está em todo o lado.
ResponderEliminarObviamente. -_-
ResponderEliminar