Her tomorrow

(Víctor Lemes)

Her tomorrow you may think
There is not, for it takes
Too long to be born,
Be raised, and arrive.

What I am fond of her
You may ask
"You sure it is only one thing?"
I'd say "It sure is not."
If you allow me to
Continue my poetry,
I'd say that I'm sure
She does not do this consciously,
But, every time we speak

The longing she makes me wait
For all the little, short phrases
She produces,
Makes me fall again
Into these deep oceans of
Inexistent time that is
Below my feet and my hands.

She makes me defy time
All the time,
And for that,
For and by her I shall be.


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SOBRE O AUTOR

Víctor Lemes, idealizador e administrador do blog, geminiano nascido em 1989, em São Bernardo do Campo. Formado em Letras (UniAnchieta/Jundiaí - 2009), e pós-graduado em Especialização em Língua Inglesa (UniAnchieta/Jundiaí - 2011), trabalha como coordenador pedagógico e professor de inglês na escola de idiomas CNA, localizado em Louveira, cidade em que mora desde 2002.

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