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Saturday, January 10, 2004
LOVE AND ENCHANTMENT
Wanderlino Arruda
An enchantment exists,
a soul-state of sweet delight,
something of true joy,
something that whispers good-living,
vision of perpetual search:
small things, simplicity,
anxious and constant search.
I feel, I understand, I feel
that the greatest gift of life
is a gift of centuries and eons,
in endless generations.
Happiness is to be loving
or to be loved,
time and time again,
or all the time,
not only just for this moment.
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ACADEMIA DE LETRAS
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posted by POEMA VIRTUAL
: 3:11 PM
IN THE STYLE OF SALOMON
Wanderlino Arruda
More magnificent than a dawn,
you are as beautiful as Rachel,
in a rare day of peace
of lovely Jerusalem.
Intriguing are your steps,
and green is the brightness
behind your veil, the scarlet blush.
Your beauty is born and reborn
among the young trees of the valley,
where grapes sprout and blossom.
I imagine myself in a coach of dreams,
while a humming bird contemplates you,
oh! girl of Shulam, unimitable,
mistress of arabian dance.
Your feet in golden sandals,
Oh! daughter of the prince,
magnificence is reflected in your hips.
Brightness curves your loins,
your navel, O passion of the emerald valley,
Your goblet will never dry,
the highest peak of roses in love,
everlasting love!
AGENDA
CRONICAS
CULTURA VIRTUAL
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posted by POEMA VIRTUAL
: 2:50 AM
Sunday, January 04, 2004
CHARM AND JOY
Wanderlino Arruda
Your charm is light that seduces
smiles full of joy,
insinuating, charming.
Enchanting charm, beautiful smiles,
delightful joy,
each time I see you, you’re more beautiful.
Your beauty parades in the clear morning
with sparkling majesty,
seduction, magic, magical seduction.
In your presence, time is not-time,
flight and dream, enchantment .
The hours pass flying, plaging,
discerning sportful, fast,
a breeze in sea wind,
or in the mountains of Minas Gerais.
Saying that life illuminates,
your intelligence vibrates and flies
with enthusiasm floating above,
in parades of pure poetry.
For where you pass, for where you live,
the horizon leaves sweet memories
in definitive souvenirs.
Each morning is time to be happy,
eternity in you,
everlasting.
MONTES CLAROS - BRAZIL
WANDER POESIAS
WANDERLINO CFONICAS
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posted by POEMA VIRTUAL
: 6:09 AM
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