I've been doing some creative writing. The current state of my apartment causes a serious need for a creative outlet. So I thought I'd put a sampling:
Sonhos é Vida (Dreams & Life)
They walk towards me lentamente
As if moving
Through sticky sweet air
Or swimming through a dulce de leche haze
Cansado. The days are long and hot
Lazy like a cat, I stretch out and
Dig my fingernails into flesh
Abracões. I feel as if all my limbs
Are dead ... morto
More than a prince's kiss beijão to take me
From this sugary coma
I want to wake up mas todo é fogo
Sonhos hold me to sleep
Life is too harsh, to unreal
Para viver em um mundo de sonhos
Would be life
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