Poetry for the matter

Poetry for the matter

Londrina, November 5th 2012

A poetry for the matter does not shatter

That is true what I say and whenever

I can stay with you for whatever

Until we find a definitive ending called never

No matter what they say I can live everyday

Living my life inside the bay

And searching for the flowers that bloom every may

I remember every single word that you say

If any of them are lies or the truth

I can only spend my days admiring my youth

Tearing my fears and chewing them under my tooth

Touching your face and feeling your skin that is so smooth

I can take all this sadness that turns my life blue

And see what, with my most noble effort I can do

Spending my days only to know what you feel for not hurt you

Hold your feminine hands just to know if your feelings are true

On my way to your house I pick a flower that sparkles red

Going on my way of hopes and dream always following the thread

Hoping that you can give me your attention and you devotion

If I can awaken on you a strong and powerful emotion

But I never taught such a pure girl would ever exist in this town

I’ve surrendered for the ignorant women with fool vow

I’ve never wasted my time with the non-pure emotions of seduction

I limited my dreams for the ones who cared about the world of conflict’s reduction

The intense need that I have to feel you soft and delicate skin

Could be the same that you have to hug me the way I have done to your body

To hug you so deeply that I can hear your heart beating with love

And the calmness of your soul as peaceful as a dove

A romantic poetry may look smart and clever

But it’s actually just a fraction of a true feeling

The ones that I’ve never felt before I saw your sweater

The heart is to feel loved and the poetry is for the matter

Helder Henrique do Nascimento Peres 11:22 AM