Adalberto de Oliveira Souza

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

                                                           ENCONTRO

 

 

                                                           Na chuva

                                                           os vãos.

                                                           Para fora de si

                                                           de dentro a bruma

                                                           o relâmpago

                                                           apaga o momento

                                                           estatiza a dor

                                                           do dia, diríamos

                                                           da espera que gorou

                                                           e que agora

                                                           sangra na veia

                                                           na simples chuva

                                                           na enxurrada

                                                           e me carrega

                                                           para mim.