tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16953154890268556302024-02-19T04:44:21.896-08:00mais humanidade, por favordaniel seabrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203098827347900185noreply@blogger.comBlogger40125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1695315489026855630.post-49613890626601138092015-12-06T06:24:00.001-08:002015-12-06T06:24:43.310-08:00sobre amores de verão<link href="https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Handlee" rel="stylesheet" type="text/css"></link>
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<span style="font-family: "handlee" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>sabes o que é? nunca me deixaste. e acho que errei tanto.<br />amo. porque há tantas maneiras de amar.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "handlee" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>e o coração tão pequeno tem tanto espaço.</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">in: </span>http://obviousmag.org/os_caminhos_do_pertencserse/2015/05/viver-somente-nao-basta.html</div>
daniel seabrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203098827347900185noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1695315489026855630.post-42069876168927169292015-06-05T14:12:00.000-07:002015-10-17T10:05:58.503-07:00gaiolas rendadas<link href="https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Handlee" rel="stylesheet" type="text/css"></link>
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<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">conhecemos muito. conhecemos-nos pouco. conhecem-nos ainda menos. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">às vezes não nos conhecemos as dívidas. duvidamos dos cadastros e, de alguma forma, tornamos as pessoas levianas. damos-nos ao coração, a estragos precipitados. mas ao coração. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">aceitamos os amores como nossos. não como posse, mas nossos. da nossa vida, embrulhados no melhor carinho. </span><span style="font-family: 'Handlee', sans-serif; font-size: large;">sorrisos intermináveis. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">aceitamos os amores como nossos. e quando nos damos, as pessoas viram-se maiores. dão-se-nos. a nós, ao nosso coração e ao nosso mundo. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">e o mundo é nosso. de cada um de nós. abraçados nas melhores danças. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">mas o tempo cura. e destrói. e a única coisa verdadeiramente nossa é parte de nós. só.</span>daniel seabrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203098827347900185noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1695315489026855630.post-54765093536829740602015-02-14T06:23:00.000-08:002015-10-17T11:20:17.531-07:00casa<link href="https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Handlee" rel="stylesheet" type="text/css"></link>
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<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">há dias que a alma se embrulha tão finamente que, falando, ficas sem ar. e dias tão curtos que tens tempo para te desembrulhares. dias
cinzentos, refinados de lembranças, sonhos e ambições. sentes cada céu mais amplo, cada divisão metodicamente
arrumada. os corredores emanam as piores fotografias. com o seu melhor sorriso.
e ainda assim sentes-te bem.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">ousas vestir amor e sorrir ao por do sol. fazes humor com as
tuas cicatrizes e desistes de fazer tatuagens para as tapar. ouves-te tão bem e amargamente que cada nó se vai desembrulhando. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">dias cinzentos, recheados de cor. e de silêncio. de gaivotas
no parapeito e frio nas entranhas. oh, tão dor minha! e que bem me sinto! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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prazeres. como se a <i>vida</i> tivesse o
encargo de te levar ao colo, embrulhado na melhor manta. quando a (minha) <i>casa</i> é o único sítio que conheço. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">e ainda bem.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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e me sentir em casa. em dias cinzentos, chuvosos. mas bem quentinhos. e
tranquilos. </span> </div> </span>daniel seabrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203098827347900185noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1695315489026855630.post-53087063710353527942014-10-30T12:12:00.000-07:002015-10-17T12:06:10.602-07:00<link href="https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Handlee" rel="stylesheet" type="text/css"></link>
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<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">na ausência, os corpos estranham-se. o andar muda, o cabelo fica mais escuro e o riso soa a forçado. as mãos tremem, temendo o abraço do fim. o desgosto da fuga. porque quando nos ausentamos, fugimos. fugimos de maleitas invisíveis e de sonhos quebrados. na ausência fugimos. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">bebe-se sangue negro em </span><span style="font-family: 'Handlee', sans-serif; font-size: large;">goladas afiadas. as veias entopem-se, o sangue é, lascivamente, venenoso. o coração aperta, é o mais silencioso. o corpo sincineseia todo sem querermos. ao tão estridente compasso da amargura. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Handlee', sans-serif; font-size: large;">a ausência fere. mais que o desaparecimento do nosso por do sol. mais do que promessas por cumprir. mais do que o vazio que deixámos. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Handlee', sans-serif; font-size: large;">a ausência fere. e o pior de tudo é que, desejando-te de volta, as pernas prendem-me. não consigo ir. cobardias. </span></div>
<span style="font-family: 'Handlee', sans-serif; font-size: large;">ausências acobardiam-me. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Handlee', sans-serif; font-size: large;">por favor, lembra-te do nosso esconderijo. estou lá. sempre. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Handlee', sans-serif; font-size: large;">à tua espera. vem que preciso de ti. ainda que os nossos corpos se estranhem, as almas precisam de se abraçar. é nelas que está a alquimia.</span></div>
<br />daniel seabrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203098827347900185noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1695315489026855630.post-61542594378716599852014-08-19T09:21:00.000-07:002015-10-17T13:09:26.410-07:00gosto de ti porque me deixas<link href="https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Handlee" rel="stylesheet" type="text/css"></link>
<span style="font-family: 'Handlee', sans-serif; font-size: large;">gosto de ti porque me deixas partilhar.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">gosto de ti porque me deixas viver.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">gosto de ti porque me deixas apaixonar.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">gosto de ti porque me deixas ser feliz.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Handlee', sans-serif; font-size: large;">gosto de ti, e não porque me deixaste. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">há uma parte de mim que gosta de ti: a maior.</span><br />
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<br />daniel seabrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203098827347900185noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1695315489026855630.post-6929253046897612222014-07-06T06:33:00.000-07:002015-10-17T13:15:20.734-07:00aos domingos de manhã sabes-me a ti. <link href="https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Handlee" rel="stylesheet" type="text/css"></link>
<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">hoje.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Handlee', sans-serif; font-size: large;">hoje mais simples.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Handlee', sans-serif; font-size: large;">hoje mais.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">hoje mais simplesmente.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">o <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0kYc55bXJFI" target="_blank">ólafur</a> tem-te na entranhas. na pele. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">no olhar.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">aos domingos de manhã. à claridade da janela. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">à tua <i>tão </i>beleza. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">aos recantos de ti. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">nos recantos de uma beleza tão fina. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">tão macia. tão bela. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">vales-te nas bonomias.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">no sorriso que me desarma.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">ao domingo de manhã gosto sempre mais de ti.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">adoro estar na tua cama, a mirar-te à janela. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">sabes tão bem estar sereno. simples. belo.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">sabes tão bem estar a sorrir. alegre. macio.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">hoje apaixonei-me mais um bocadinho por ti. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">quero domingos de manhã. quero contemplar-te. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">sabes-me a abraços. a liberdade. sabes-me a mar. a tão mar. a brisa fresca. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">sabes-me a ti. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">- diz-me porque gostas das estrelas.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Handlee', sans-serif; font-size: large;">- acho que apenas gosto. gosto de as imaginar redondas. assim como as pintas que vemos quando as olhamos cá de baixo. gosto de pensar que elas apenas brilham. para nós. assim como nós temos um coração que bombeia o sangue, elas têm um pirilampo a bombardear-se lá dentro. gosto de pensar que assim é. gosto de pensar que os homens quando morrem se transformam em pirilampos. afinal não dizem que as pessoas quando morrem olham por nós lá de cima? é nas estrelas. eu sei. quando morremos não viramos pó nem ossos. nem almas. apenas nos reduzimos a pirilampos. as estrelas roubam-nos. e como somos nós, enquanto pirilampos, que alimentamos as estrelas, é por isso que se diz que as pessoas nos olham lá de cima. abdicam do paraíso para se explodirem dentro das estrelas. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Handlee', sans-serif; font-size: large;">- um dia sonhei que somos humanos. e que os nossos corações nos valem o amor. e que nunca deixamos de amar. nem de olhar por quem gostamos. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;"> - como é ser-se o mau?<br /> - é mau, mas melhor que não ser.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;"> - (...) esta coisa de mexer tão pouco e de ser tão pouco sôfrego... sou apaixonado pelas coisas que me </span><span style="font-family: 'Handlee', sans-serif; font-size: large;">desarmam. mas não sei onde agarrar e onde deixar ir. onde começa a maldade?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;"> - deves viver a tua vida enquanto podes. aproveitar. é mais fácil fazer sofrer do que sofrer.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;"> - não nasci para fazer sofrer. e muito menos para sofrer. acho que nasci só para viver. posso?</span>daniel seabrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203098827347900185noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1695315489026855630.post-40104078562557351252014-03-11T04:42:00.002-07:002015-10-18T04:43:41.044-07:00<link href="https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Handlee" rel="stylesheet" type="text/css"></link>
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<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">mas afinal, o que é amar?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">talvez amar não seja somente ter-se. ou dar-se.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">talvez amar não seja <i>algo</i>. algo que se tem ou não. que se consegue ou não. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">talvez amar seja o máximo que vais conseguindo. nos 'hoje'. amas hoje assim. enquanto nao encontrares 'mais amor'. amas assim amanhã. e vais amando assim até que haja mais amor.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">quando aceitamos a dor, ela torna-se mais limpa. com menos nódulos.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">embora ainda custe. muito. dói-me porque não fui eu que (te) escolhi. eu apenas me rendi, deixei que os sonhos te incluíssem. deixei-me dividir. deixei a porta aberta. e guardei a melhor sala para te receber. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">ainda que a medo. medo das vulnerabilidades. medo de mim. medo de um eu, completamente novo, com um lugar para partilhar.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">dói quando foi o coração a escolher(-te) e o mundo te roubou. dói que as flores tenham ficado com um amarelo mais carregado, não fosse a cor da amargura. revolta-me que as flores tenham perdido a cor vermelha. </span><span style="font-family: 'Handlee', sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">aliás, sabes como me revoltam as injustiças no amor. sabes o quanto me fere a ausência. o quanto acho desumano. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">mas aceito. ainda que não consiga falar com tanta coisa que engoli. não do que não te disse, mas do mundo que te roubou. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">mas aceito. ainda que chore todos os dias. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">mas aceito. embora nem sempre pareça. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">e continuo a gostar de ti. ainda que o mundo nos roube isto, que as flores nos sejam amarelas, eu gosto de ti.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">levo comigo o que consegui de ti. e fiz tatuagens daquilo que nos une.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">hoje escrevi pequenino. assim só porque quis. na tentativa que, vendo-se menos, doa menos. (em vão.)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">hoje escrevi com uma tranquilidade que desconhecia. uma tranquilidade que se sobrepõe ao quanto sangro por dentro. porque talvez assim ainda eu dure o tempo suficiente para te dizer que gosto de ti. </span><span style="font-family: 'Handlee', sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">não quero nada. aliás, quero pouco. quero só que não te esqueças que não fui eu que te escolhi. foi o coração. </span>daniel seabrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203098827347900185noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1695315489026855630.post-68635118686559662032013-12-25T18:38:00.000-08:002015-10-18T04:29:43.451-07:00<link href="https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Handlee" rel="stylesheet" type="text/css"></link>
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">e eu de o abraçar.</span>daniel seabrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203098827347900185noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1695315489026855630.post-27403210846002110862013-11-24T03:30:00.005-08:002015-10-18T04:26:53.604-07:00<link href="https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Handlee" rel="stylesheet" type="text/css"></link>
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<span style="font-family: "Handlee", sans-serif; font-size: large;">que o amor é uma questão de timming, é-me indiscutível. mas que a vida é boa negociadora, não.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Handlee", sans-serif; font-size: large;">somos iscos do tempo. do tempo cronológico e de um tempo que nos alberga as entranhas. tempo esse que tem tanto de ponteiros harmoniosos como de ponteiros mordazes. corrói-nos os dedos. os dedos que nos tocam a alma. cruzam-nos os sonhos. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Handlee", sans-serif; font-size: large;">a vida <em>enche-nos</em>. é um facto. mas enche-nos <em>por fora</em>. enche-nos esse tempo cronológico. ajuda-nos a ter sucesso(s). a vida anda de mãos dadas com as brumas do amor, senhor de tempos mágicos. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Handlee", sans-serif; font-size: large;">âmagos. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Handlee", sans-serif; font-size: large;">mas o que nos move é intemporal e, como tal, dono de tempos próprios. tempos inegociáveis. tempos que - humamanente - nos <em>enchem</em>. tempo que nos criva a vida, que deixa que os segundos nos escorram na cara. sorrindo a cada pedaço de felicidade. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee; font-size: large;">nascentes.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee; font-size: large;">nascem-nos as belas fraquezas, nasce-nos a pureza. quando amamos, amamos com o que nos resta de calibrações. quando amamos, amamos com dedos corroídos, mas com a mão cheia. tão cheia de <em>nadas</em> que nos enchem.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee; font-size: large;">quando amamos, amamos com os <em>nadas</em> dos <em>tudos</em>. e é aí que está a beleza. enchemos <em>por dentro</em>.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Handlee; font-size: large;">deixa saudade. o tempo que deixámos.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee; font-size: large;">deixa saudade. o tempo que nos enche.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee; font-size: large;">deixa saudade. o tempo de corações lúgubres. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Handlee; font-size: large;">deixa saudade. o tempo que nos move. afinal somos feitos daquilo que nos move. de moinhos cruzados. de ventos e tempos.</span>daniel seabrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203098827347900185noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1695315489026855630.post-72212798841177146612013-09-14T06:07:00.000-07:002015-10-18T04:17:52.887-07:00<link href="https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Handlee" rel="stylesheet" type="text/css"></link>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Handlee",sans-serif;"><span class="fbPhotosPhotoCaption" data-ft="{"type":45}" id="fbPhotoSnowliftCaption" tabindex="0"><span class="hasCaption">e viro na esquina. de mansinho, tentando que o teu nome não me oiça.<br /> e o silêncio brama quando vejo que o teu nome se estende ao céu.</span></span></span></span>daniel seabrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203098827347900185noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1695315489026855630.post-34268623993866279692013-06-20T11:31:00.000-07:002015-10-18T04:07:39.266-07:00<link href="https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Handlee" rel="stylesheet" type="text/css"></link>
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<span style="font-family: "Handlee",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">há tanta vida em nós. tanta.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Handlee",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">e nada dura para sempre. só o que fica é que permanece. as <i>coisas</i>, essas esvoaçam, roubam-nas o frio.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Handlee",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">mas o que fica, permanece sempre.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Handlee",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">será a nossa vida aquilo que nos fica?</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Handlee",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">mas há tanta vida em nós. tanta.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Handlee",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">fica-nos o gelo da vida ou a vida congelada?</span></span>daniel seabrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203098827347900185noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1695315489026855630.post-8751077069927704622013-05-11T13:27:00.000-07:002015-10-18T04:02:35.586-07:00despido<link href="https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Handlee" rel="stylesheet" type="text/css"></link>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Handlee",sans-serif;">há sempre algo em ti que me escapa. que não consigo explicar com leis racionais ou manhas néscias.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Handlee",sans-serif;">há sempre algo em ti que me desarma. não sei se é a maneira como os teus dedos escorregam nas cordas da viola que te dei ou se <span style="font-size: large;">aquele olhar ternurento que fazes sempre que acendes a larei<span style="font-size: large;">ra quando pas<span style="font-size: large;">sas os domingos comigo. não sei. </span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Handlee",sans-serif;">mas é assim. deixas-me sempre nu. ausente de estratégias e submisso <span style="font-size: large;">à</span> espontanei<span style="font-size: large;">dade. é curioso como esse simples sorriso me destrói tão dura capa. é angustiante a paz que me deixas. e apesar de exposto, sempre em casa. sinto-me sempre em casa. na<span style="font-size: large;"> </span>tua minha nossa casa.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Handlee",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">tens tanto de <span style="font-size: large;">ilusões e sonhos, como de amargura e dores. admi<span style="font-size: large;">ro-te, já t<span style="font-size: large;">o disse? espanto-me como é que me sinto tão bem no me<span style="font-size: large;">io de nada. onde cada passo que dou tem exatamente a distância entre as minhas pegadas. onde cada palavra que <span style="font-size: large;">solto é distante de filtros sociais e conscientes. <span style="font-size: large;">é nesse manto infinito que vivo. que vivo contigo.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Handlee",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">sei de sonhos. <span style="font-size: large;">sei de <span style="font-size: large;">livros sem fina<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">is</span>. sei de canções ao ritmo do coração.<span style="font-size: large;"> sei de mãos que nunca se separam. e até de <span style="font-size: large;">almas grudidas.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Handlee",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">sei de ti. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Handlee",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">sei de <span style="font-size: large;">amores de mane<span style="font-size: large;">quins. e gosto que o nosso amor apenas <i>vista </i>o que sentimos um pelo outro. gosto que o nosso amor seja pintado num quadro em tons laranja e rosa. onde as nossas mãos se cruzam com <span style="font-size: large;">a linha entre o céu e o mar. os corpos estão nus. <span style="font-size: large;"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Handlee",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">nao sei explicar porque me desarmas. mas sei exatamente que é assim que gosto de ti. de rou<span style="font-size: large;">pas queimadas. talvez nem o próprio amor tenha roupa. e por isso tanta gente o <span style="font-size: large;">esfola e suja por aí. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: "Handlee",sans-serif;">desculpa se me roubaste tudo. de<span style="font-size: x-small;">sculpa se as minhas maiores emoções acontecem qu<span style="font-size: x-small;">ando deliro.</span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: "Handlee",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">desculpa se bebo tentando que o meu coração fervi<span style="font-size: x-small;">lhe. desculpa se os m<span style="font-size: x-small;">eus maiores prazeres são os da esquina.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: "Handlee",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">desculpa se <span style="font-size: x-small;">já não sei sentir.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: "Handlee",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">desculpa-me. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: "Handlee",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">desculpa-me <span style="font-size: x-small;">se me <span style="font-size: x-small;">tiveste o amor todo. desculpa-me se me esgotaste as palavras bonitas.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: "Handlee",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">deculpa<span style="font-size: x-small;">-me se choro <span style="font-size: x-small;">quando a lua está c<span style="font-size: x-small;">heia. <span style="font-size: x-small;">desculpa-me se ando vazio.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: "Handlee",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">desculpa-me o hed<span style="font-size: x-small;">onismo.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: "Handlee",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">perdoa-me se me consumiste t<span style="font-size: x-small;">o</span>do o que tinha para dar. e não, não sou eu que tenh<span style="font-size: x-small;">o pouco para dar<span style="font-size: x-small;">, </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: "Handlee",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">tu é que me tiveste t<span style="font-size: x-small;">o</span>do. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: "Handlee",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">não é cedo quando madrugo. mas é tarde quando<span style="font-size: x-small;"> me</span> fiquei. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: "Handlee",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">não é <span style="font-size: x-small;">tarde quando <span style="font-size: x-small;">adormeço sob a lua. </span></span> </span></span> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span>daniel seabrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203098827347900185noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1695315489026855630.post-8069848105601813722012-12-27T08:34:00.002-08:002015-10-18T03:52:24.197-07:00 mutatis mutandis<link href="https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Handlee" rel="stylesheet" type="text/css"></link>
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<span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Handlee", sans-serif;">não sei a quantas and<span style="font-size: large;">o. ando perdido a milhas de dist<span style="font-size: large;">â</span>ncia de mim. perdi-me aturdido, vestindo lassidão e comendo saudade. sabia-me às entr<span style="font-size: large;">a<span style="font-size: large;">nhas mais ácidas: húmidas, quentes e leves. enevoava-me os olhos, névoa onde as lágrimas se perderam.</span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Handlee", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">perdi-me porque me sentia exíguo e pusilâ<span style="font-size: large;">nime. a tua argúcia tornou-me assim. sempre me decifraste melhor que ninguém, sempre soubeste onde estavam as minhas costu<span style="font-size: large;">r</span>as. ajudaste-me a fazer as tatuagens para esconder os meus sinais da vida<span style="font-size: large;">, as minhas sardas <span style="font-size: large;">d</span>enunciadoras. dei-te a melhor cama no zimbório, entre <span style="font-size: large;">as estrela e o meu palácio. tem a melhor vista: <span style="font-size: large;">para o mundo lá fora e para o meu mundo.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-family: "Handlee", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">e agora?</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Handlee", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">foste o meu melhor aprendiz, nunca o neguei. agora sabes o quanto a humanidade se sus<span style="font-size: large;">tenta de purezas escuras e de luxúri<span style="font-size: large;">as <span style="font-size: large;">bo<span style="font-size: large;">nómicas. e deixaste-te seduzir pelos pig<span style="font-size: large;">meus lascivos e devassos. eles são mestres nas vinganças e nos <i>boomerangs</i><span style="font-size: large;">. presumo que te saiba a doce munir-te do que <span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">l</span>evaste de mim e usar <span style="font-size: large;">contra </span>os esquecidos.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Handlee", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">não tenho moral. <span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">t</span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">ambém eu perdi a humanidade</span>. enco<span style="font-size: large;">ntrei refúgio com <i>Crio</i>.</span></span></span> apesar de nadar num oceano cor de ébano que me suga de tão denso e de me <span style="font-size: large;">triturar<span style="font-size: large;"> </span>a alma, os olhos sorriem-me porque durmo em poltronas e não tenho forma. aqui o tempo bate devagar e <span style="font-size: large;">badaladosamente. ainda que <span style="font-size: large;">as pare<span style="font-size: large;">d</span>es care<span style="font-size: large;">çam de estruturas, é incrível como cada divisão é cabalmente construída. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Handlee", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">não sei quando volt<span style="font-size: large;">a</span>rei. ou quando voltarás. <span style="font-size: large;">agora te<span style="font-size: large;">ns<span style="font-size: large;"> escudos fortes, mas eu também <span style="font-size: large;">te cuspo. nesta terra do <i>nada</i>, são os <i>tudos </i>que me sustentam.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Handlee", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">e não, não és indefetível, lamento. <span style="font-size: x-small;">lamento?</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span>
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<span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">derivas, por onde fugis? preciso de ti. <i>tenho uma mão cheia nada.</i>duas.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-family: Handlee, sans-serif; font-size: large;">voragens de algodão doce e ampulhetas sonoras. onde, onde?</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-family: "Handlee", sans-serif; font-size: large;">ouvi dizer que os búzios se leem nos olhares. ouvem-se na praia. ouvi dizer que gostam de viagens, de sonhos. que gostam de olhos fechados. ouvi dizer que são ousados porque roubam o som ao mar. que retêm a intimidade do oceano.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-family: Handlee; font-size: large;">a intimidade <i>toca-se</i> nos olhares. <i>olham-se</i> no toque. a intimidade escapa-nos: dos dedos, no sorriso e nos gestos. explora sentidos lunares em dias de sol. a intimidade dá a mão ao sensualismo, percorre as curvas dos búzios. a intimidade é tecida com linhas suaves, azuis e cor de coral. contorna dissabores e tem a mão cheia de açúcar. tem formas indefinidas, agradáveis.</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-family: Handlee; font-size: large;">pormaiores. os búzios unem almas. ébrias da vida.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-family: Handlee; font-size: large;">pergaminhos em vidas, jogados ao céu.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-family: Handlee; font-size: large;">pormaiores são canções de embalar. pormenores são o despertar, viver. </span></span><br />
<span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-family: Handlee; font-size: large;">vem deitar-te comigo, traz os sonhos mais gigantes. amanhã faço um pequeno almoço com pormenores.</span></span></div>daniel seabrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203098827347900185noreply@blogger.com