alucinante

viagem urgente

dos teus dedos

desbravas

                                corpos

 abres

                                                      caminhos

Enfrentas fúrias

 Dores

                   medos

 semeias                                                             desejos

                                                                                         fantasias 

E não choras na hora da partida

 apenas te deixas

                                                a

                                                       f

                                                               o

                                                                g

                                                                a

                                                                 r

                                               no ar que respiras

Morres

                                                                                     a cada renascer

                                             a cada torpor

 adormecido

 em coma convulsivo

na intoxicação de um orgasmo

 Arrancado

                                                                                     à angústia de Ser