had only to love us. And it was not enough
the sea. And the body? The body that ensnares?
The wind like a ship: to sail.
by sea. For a river or a vein.
was enough for us to stay. And the sea was not enough to want
hurt each idea.
It was not enough to look. Urgent: love. And
stay. And make a web.
Breathing. Breathe. Until the sea
could be love at high tide. And
enough. It was enough to breathe
your skin wet mermaid.
was enough, yes, fill your lungs with air.
Making love to you on the sand.
Joaquim Pessoa
Photo: Eli
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