quarta-feira, 27 de maio de 2009

tiptoeing


I'll tiptoe
whenever my feelings
tiptoe me to go.
I'll knee and pick up
a flower of tiptoed colours.
The tulips will break,
and their redish colours
shall tiptoe upstream.
The garden,
the moonlight,
will flourish,
whenever I tiptoe
chasing you
through the bushes
of mystery,
of wonder.

(inspirado num poema de Al Dubin/Joe Burke em moriana2)
(imagem retirada da net)

1 comentário:

moriana disse...

tenta ouvir o poema, cantado por Rita Braga...

:)

bj.