10.11.10

For someone’s teardrops


Wash away the teardrops
those salty tears that melt down
the icy feelings.
Do let them flow
as if they were vanishing rocks
that cut all over the edges
and burst the waves of a furious ocean.
At the same time
gather the unravelled places
where all the colours turn into their own white.
By then
you will rule all over the places.
Learn with the tears:
any drought is worse
than the perhaps acid teardrops
that your eyes keep on telling.

(Ponta do Sol)

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