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Saturday, October 22, 2005
TENDER DREAM, PERPETUAL DREAM
TENDER DREAM, PERPETUAL DREAM
Wanderlino Arruda
Your beauty,
your knowledge,
the enchantment of your joy,
your beautiful eyes
and the smoothness of your gestures,
the brightness of your look,
your sweet and enchanting voice,
the wealth of your words,
everything in you, my darling,
is the reason of so much love
and unforgettable dreams.
One minute in your presence
is like a million centuries.
Your light illuminates the infinite.
It’s tenderness,
it’s intense vibration,
sensitive creation of my happiness!
http://www.mensagensespiritas.blogger.com.br/
http://www.montesclarosnet.blogger.com.br/
http://www.wanderlino.com.br/montesclaros
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TENDER DREAM, PERPETUAL DREAM
TENDER DREAM, PERPETUAL DREAM
Wanderlino Arruda
Your beauty,
your knowledge,
the enchantment of your joy,
your beautiful eyes
and the smoothness of your gestures,
the brightness of your look,
your sweet and enchanting voice,
the wealth of your words,
everything in you, my darling,
is the reason of so much love
and unforgettable dreams.
One minute in your presence
is like a million centuries.
Your light illuminates the infinite.
It’s tenderness,
it’s intense vibration,
sensitive creation of my happiness!
http://www.mensagensespiritas.blogger.com.br/
http://www.montesclarosnet.blogger.com.br/
http://www.wanderlino.com.br/montesclaros
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SAUDADES
SAUDADES
Wanderlino Arruda
Of friendship,
of love...
It’s colored enchantment
of living, feeling
souvenirs, reason for appreciation.
Nostalgia is to feel distance,
sweet-sour encounter,
seduction, affection.
Homesickness is to be and not-to be:
a thousand ideas.
Presence in absence.
Yes!
http://www.wanderlin.blogger.com.br/
http://www.linksespiritas.hpg.ig.com.br/
http://www.wanderlino.net
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: 10:25 AM
LUMINOUS MIST OF A MERMAID
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!
http://www.agendas.blogger.com.br/
http://www.folclore.blogger.com.br/
http://www.wanderlino.com.br/montesclaros
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: 10:23 AM
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