Meet me
at the
curve where the afternoon screams in pain
and the
night calls affection
sung by our
naked bodies.
Meet me
with the
hunger of tired days
and the
thirst of my skin in your mouth.
Fear not,
for the
night lights up your footsteps
and guides
you to this body made bed
to welcome you.
Come,
that time
runs fast
and like a
cascade on a stormy day
my body
shakes by the simple feeling of your arrival,
the skin
shines
and the
look sings ...
ecstatic hymns
in broad daylight.
© Graça Costa
photo - me...
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