looked in the mirror

Marco Roberto Junior

Looked in the mirror.

He saw the tear that was coming out.

Hands shaking, he sobbed incessantly.

He walked once,

He was far to reach.

He closed his eyes,

Sighed...

Screams of pleasure.

Pain he had felt only once.

Body that swayed to the beat of the drums.

Sun, which is in the sky,

Warm naked bodies.

Dry the tear that fell from the eyes.

And he walked once more.

He went to meet nothing,

He went and smiled...

He looked in the mirror...