* a poem in english and portuguese
In a time like this where could you be?
'Cause in my bed there is no you
There is no smell, no cum or cu
You might be in a bar or your own bed
In a hotel in a far away realm
Sharing fine linens with not so fine man
Or even to make me mad
You might share your body with women
In a night so warm during winter
Where could you be dripping your sweat?
Not in my shower since in my house
I can't see you or hear you talk
Might be on the beach or sleeping under stars
Probably you are dancing, there, where you are
A song shall be made for my feelings of saudade
I will sing during winters that shall come through my body
But in two weeks, when you are back, and from those beds you have only pictures
I will forget about these feelings and suck your cock with such love
That all those men which may have touched you will simply perish
And all those moments that you may have shared
The dust of time and space will cover
Will come the time you will say "I remember..."
But in such time time I will say "Eu te amo..."
And between your legs is where lies, so sweet and tender
The base in which I found my most sweet "planos"
Then will come the day YOU will say "eu te amo"
But you already said, that is why I can rest.
- For David Jackson, Feb.5/2010
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