Buzios bay is a place to
wait and
hold on our heart
soft breeze, white sands, seas of coral
of this is done my heart
wait and
~many rocks, greens and endless blues~
that i dived so many times
i take a blue in hands
and split to you all ours dreams
together....
Certainly, there, in the wild
~cerúleo~
and sharpened sands that cut our feet
we will go meet each other, again
you becoming green, again
And I, Oh! I
melted in your eyes
Your words dear poet create a paridise of imagination within me... the sailboat of my dreams is anchored there now... and I swim in a sea of color.
very nice Buzios Bay! you becoming green, again And I, Oh! I melted in your eyes nice and grin me...
I really enjoyed this poem. Beautiful imagery. Wish I was there.
a painting composed in words...your poets notes are also poetic...if you are sand, sea and wind of Buzios Bay, this is what negative capability is called...beautiful poem!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice to meet in the Buzios Beach again - I enjoyed the different colors