quinta-feira, 15 de dezembro de 2016

Blindness







It may rain,
silently.
But you can't see.
Clouds are gone,
the Sun is gentle,
and the wind blows 
like a hand caressing the leaves softly.

But you can't hear, though.

You are either
to busy
for such trivial irrelevant things,
or trapped into a room
wishing
you could be 
the clouds,
the wind,
the leafs.







sexta-feira, 29 de julho de 2016

0

Check it out the debut album of Duo 0.



Kiko Sebrian & Thomaz Souza


sábado, 23 de julho de 2016

The Ocean

Silence.
Under the surface
all changes.
Diving into the heart
of
the unknown...
hold your breath,
and go deeper.
Light might fade.
That is where something will be found...







domingo, 6 de março de 2016

Portraits of Anne Tastad






Deep is what 
is found in that lake
behind those eyes.

Gray is the cloud,
shadows over the water,
blue.

The beauty grows
in the silence of the night,
under the darkness.

Stars are reflected
in that blue.
The beauty shines
silently. 



The wonderful pictures used for composing the watercolors are from Anne's (super awesome) Instagram. She rocks!

segunda-feira, 22 de fevereiro de 2016

Snake


Growing like tree
a snake
or
the arms of a lover.
Burning like 
a
flame
that grows like 
a
tree 
snake
or
the
arms of a lover.

sexta-feira, 25 de setembro de 2015

mess


So
In the end
was all messed up,
and tell
what was
one and other
would be impossible.

sexta-feira, 17 de julho de 2015

brown sugar star





Black Goddess
a universe of curves
shining in front of my eyes.
Voluptuous sweetness discovered,
soft and full of strength,
eating
my
body,
my
entire being
with
those
sugary lips.
brown sugar star
exploding,
making me blind
with its irresistible shine