saudade é pra quem tem

"O que é alma?",
"Do que são feitos os olhos dela?"

Short Love Stories #12

"I don't like it when you don't talk to me."
"What do you mean?"
"You know, when you won't say anything for a day or two or three."
"That is not possible."
"How come?"
"Everything I do is me talking to you."

Short Love Stories #11

"I liked the breeze

and also the way the grass felt;

the water was nice,

specially for swaying the moon –

I had a really good time,

but the nicest thing was

probably you."

Short Love Stories #10

"When will we see each other again?"

"Every day,"

she said as she delicately placed her finger on my forehead,

"in here."

Short Love Stories #9: Tacenda

The tacenda of our lips will always be known as "sigh".
Tacit love, it will say, hopefully.
Thank you.
Tacitly.

Short Love Stories #8: The sound of the skin

"There's something I need to tell you."
"Okay, tell me."
"But you need to come closer."
...
"I don't think I can get any closer than this."
"Yes, you can."
"But I am nearly touching you!"
"Well, you can only hear it from the inside."

Neil Hilborn - "OCD"

Short Love Stories #7: A very big one

"How many times a day do you think about the one you love?"
"One."
"One?"
"Yes, one."
"That's not very much."
"It is a very big one."
"How big?"
"A day-big one."

Por quê?

Simples,

é pelo teu sorriso tímido,

tua pele clara,

tuas mãos quentes,

teus olhos fundos;

é pelo teu coque desarrumado,

teu coração palpitante,

tua história infinda,

tua voz tão doce,

tua alma mais ainda.