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This lagoon’s flowing
Sometimes calm, sometimes restless,
Now violent, in overflowing fury,
Able to down margins and limits,
As blind passion coming from nowhere
To burn me like fire,
Without knowing why.
(But what are whys for,
If lovers never need them?!)
High tide salts my whole body,
Like a female’s touch right here
Where I like the most
Then it flows back sweet and fresh,
As the river goes deep inside the sea,
At moments of moaning in love!
Cruel cyclones, strong sea breakers,
They steal sand from my loves' beach,
But only the lagoon homes those fish,
That I always craved catching.
PS: This poem may be read on author's medium page, too:
https://marcoswagner.medium.com
https://medium.com/lit-up/the-itanha%C3%A9m-lagoon-and-me-c05e3b026715
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