:: fleeting moments ::

:: sobre as coisas que queremos guardar e nos escorrem dos dedos ::

uma conversa demorada no chão da varanda, numa noite que parecia de verão.
a gargalhada malandra da L.
o cheiro a terra molhada pela chuva.
o burburinho de domingo e os rostos que o enriquecem. cada um.
a luz que entra de manhã pelo quarto, devagar.
abraços reconfortantes. verdadeiros remédios.

 

a long talk, sitting on the balcony floor on an almost summer night.
L’s sneaky laughter.
the perfume of dirt kissed by rain.
the sunday murmur and the faces that enrich it. all of them.
the morning light that enters our room slowly.
comforting hugs. true remedies.

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