Carlos Drummond de Andrade
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Apparition Of Love
Sweet ghost, why do you visit me
as in other times our bodies visited each other?
Your transparency dampens my skin
coming together in caresses that can never happen
no one ever received a kiss from a vanished face.
But you insist, sweetness. I hear your voice,
the same voice, the same tone,
the same light syllables