terça-feira, 25 de outubro de 2016

PROMISSE ME

Promise me
you'll paint the horizon
with september colours
and autumn scents.

Dress me
with red golden leaves
and make dance in your arms
as if I was a newborn bird who lost its mother.

Promise me
you'll be
my shelter
and my home,
my lover, and my friend.

Stay inside me,
forever and always,
because without you,
days are grey
and nights are pale.

Stay...
Because melodies of surrender
are made at nightfall,
and those miracles only happen
when soulmates like us
are around.


©Graça Costa
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