Perigo de Explosão
A Naifa
Danger of Explosion
It's better
to close
your eyes, my
love,
before the
whole world
becomes a
fire.
All the winds
enclosed within
my hand.
How many
cyclones do
you want?
I searched for
tenderness in
others, but
only found
wells full
of hatred and
nitroglycerin.
That
poem,
unlike the
others,
had gunpowder.
It only lacked
the fuse.
We were
rebels by
design, dreaming
of a revolution
every day. In the
evening, at the
terrace, we
drank a
Molotov
cocktail.
The
passionate
terrorist
secretly
carried a
time bomb.
It was in
the chest. It was
the heart.
