Versos Ocultos

Oh! Thy beauty echoes in this room,

With these eyes, dark as the moon.

Praying for thy angels to light,

The dark corners where die you might.

Dreaming of our sweating bodies,

In the books, the movies, between the stories.

When will you be my darling?

Complaing the new life, staring.

(Manuscrito em um dos meus antigos cadernos. Versos que por muitos anos permaneceram ocultos.)