Villegiatura Poem by João Tomaz Parreira

Villegiatura



We wait for to cross the crowd
on the beach, we cross arms
photographic legs, breasts
raised for the fire of the beauty
we pass over sand castles, and the air
does not support our body
we fall in the sea
soon we will walk across the Atlantic.

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João Tomaz Parreira

João Tomaz Parreira

Lisbon, Portugal
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