Luminous
Mist of a Mermaid
Wanderlino
Arruda
Why look upwards to a gray
sky?
Why dive into the deep blue
sea?
Bodies want to be embraced,
dancing hands, sincere music
in the tightness of the
heart.
The
light redesigns rains
and hints at her breasts,
flaxen hair, ripe-peach
skin:
woman-siren, all woman,
woman yes,
more than a woman,
sensitive and enchanting,
enigmas breathe clearly,
in the western wind,
in rose pink lullabies!
