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Rasputine{Vermelha}
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I must have lost myself
Somewhere
Between the oak tree and those wires
Did you see me then?
Trapped in my meanderings
Searching under every torn branch
I didn’t see me then
And when I stood there naked
Sweeping hair from the marble
The preconceived essence
Drunk in solitude and loss
Was blearing my sight
And the morning gleam
Lurking through the burned curtains
Under the fire was getting dim
I must have lost myself then
I saw you, Eugénio
With your slow movements
Menacing glare
And yet such a frail composure
I was there, my friend
Hiding face with book
Grinning uncontrollably
Staring solely at those tired old eyes
My stomach pushed me to meet you
Tell you
Your poem saved me one day
But I was half of myself then
My staggering pace and faintness
Would twist your sense of me
I turned away and returned to dullness
I lost myself
As I crawled outside the station
And heard the whistle blow
His last touch and blink of the eyes
The torturing blue of that sky
And the storm inside my head
The flashes of rain consuming it
That was where I lost myself
In his hands
In his smile
In the kisses I gave him
My now sun dried lips
Are all that I have left
And I can’t find myself in my eyes
Or in my fingertips
Returning to his island
To distance and longing
I’m not with myself now
But I’ll embrace the vortex
In which his time is also mine.
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