To paraphrase JG Ballard, the best time to re-write history is when it's fresh. So...yeah.
O Cantador
for Elis Regina
Like a lover
I turn my pockets out
then I find you
you were always there
so let it be me
the sunset for an hour
butterflies everywhere
like a lover
I walk for hours
vaguely in the direction
of your heart
mine is beating wildly
let it be me
like a lover
who sings of perfection
how the world fades away
when you're in my arms again
please let it be me
let it be me
A beautiful start to the new year. Have a very happy one, Rob.
ReplyDeleteAnd you too, dear Efi.
ReplyDeleteNice to have you posting again just in time to finish the year, or begin another.
ReplyDeletelovely poem, Rob
ReplyDeleteCheers, Susan & Robbie!
ReplyDeleteThis is so lovely Rob! Happy New Year 2017!
ReplyDeleteThis is so lovely Rob! Happy New Year 2017!
ReplyDeleteThank you for listening, Maxime. Happy New Year to you! :)
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