VERSE I SOUGHT

VERSE I SOUGHT

Sigh when you pass through the streets

And I see in your eyes, my love.

In the verses that compose; you are always

In the naked dawn, splendor.

In all that I do not believe nor understand

Feeling your gentle steps, which perchance!

Divine ascend to the heights when

Meeting so many hints of tenderness.

Beloved, I am happy to you want to have,

And as more breathe soul

This air that had not been able to promise,

Is muse, am a poet, love is lyre.

Come into my arms that I will make,

The verses of passion I have sought!


RITA DE CASSIA TIRADENTES REIS