Recanto de EncantoS – Dueto: “Teus Ais”

   "Recanto de Encantos"
 
   Reabro, hoje, meu "Recanto de Encantos" para receber Efigênia Coutinho e João Evangelista Rodrigues num  dueto sob o tema "Teus Ais".
   Já tive a honra de postar, aqui, algumas poesias de Efigênia Coutinho, "A Dama da Poesia",  a mentora da Academia Virtual de Poesias Sala de Poetas e Escritores, á qual tenho a honra de pertencer, assim como  João Evangelista Rodrigues,  extraordinário poeta  que, também, tenho a honra de apresentar neste "Recanto de Encantos".

Teus Ais

Dueto de Efigênia Coutinho e João Evangelista Rodrigues 

Efigênia Coutinho

Teus Ais                                                                                      

Por  noites de esplendor e exaltação
desfrutávamos dos sonhos o alento!
Ainda, inquietação em mim provocas
Transmutando desejos com alento!…

Ao arrebatamento íntimo a caricia
sentindo na memória os teus anelos
Que retorna deixando-me enleada
Somente em recordar a nossa estória:

Duas almas navegando juntas,
reencontros pelas escritas
Não há todavia como esquecer!
 

Neste tempo, magia e rituais
da paixão, na derradeira cavalgada
você vinha, com vinho e teus ais!…

 Setembro de 2007

                                                                                 

                                                                         teus ais!
                                                                         
João Evangelista Rodrigues

 

                                                                                                                               escuto de longe
                                                                                                                               no escuro do cais
                                                                                                                               soluços de antes
                                                                                                                               e só me respondem
                                                                                                                               silêncio de monge
                                                                                                                               teus ais!

 

                                                                                                                               no Dia do Amante
                                                                                                                               em sítio distante
                                                                                                                               de Minas Gerais
                                                                                                                               o mar mareante
                                                                                                                               repete oscilante
                                                                                                                               teus ais!

                                            

                                                                                                                               nas ruas de ferro
                                                                                                                               de pedra sabão
                                                                                                                               no corpo do ermo
                                                                                                                               severos sinais
                                                                                                                               só ouço em desterro
                                                                                                                               teus ais!

                                                                                  

                                                                                                                               são sinos sinceros
                                                                                                                               são meros sinetes
                                                                                                                               são risos de Eros
                                                                                                                               punhais alfinetes
                                                                                                                               são gritos reais
                                                                                                                               teus ais!

 

                                                                                                                               são grifos cristais
                                                                                                                               escritos fatais
                                                                                                                               proscritos missais
                                                                                                                               felizes mortais
                                                                                                                               gemidos carnais
                                                                                                                               teus Ais!

 

                                                                                                                               no Dia do Amante
                                                                                                                               o amor viajante
                                                                                                                               a lua sonante
                                                                                                                               a água na fonte
                                                                                                                               suspira ofegante
                                                                                                                               teus Ais!

                                                                                                      teus Ais!
                                                                                                      teus Ais!

 

Setembro 2007

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