NAKED BODY
It swims more than plain,
It swims cloths more than.
I want to see your body naked,
I want to observe your contour,
I want to touch your mounts
E to slide for your depressions,
Of your exciting relief.

It swims colors more than,
It swims modesties more than.
I want to look at your naked body,
To feel your emanations of odors,
Your variations of flavors,
The guturais sounds that you emit,
When you free fera hidden.

It swims lenses more than,
Maquiagem swims more than.
I want to beach a ship your pupils
E to see through the retina.
I want to search in the deepenings,
Where the desires are occult,
Where the blasphemies are buried.

It swims mooring cables more than,
It swims bows more than.
I only want to arrest your steps,
With the flowers of my truths,
With the light of simplicity,
With the fragile hand of the affection
E to show the mirror to you.

Time swims more than,
It swims maps more than.
I want to possess your white soul
E to color your days with my frank smile,
I want to exceed the barriers of the tradition,
To be your partner in the treason
E to only see your body naked.

Lílian Maial