the foolishness of memory

your skin-

I may not remember how soft

but I remember that soft it was.

your lips-

I may not remember the taste

but I remember they were sweet.

your eyes-

I may not remember how brown

but I remember that brown they were.

your smell-

I may not remember which flower

but I remember that it was bewildering.

… your love-

I don’t know about you

but I remember that I loved you.

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3 Responses to “the foolishness of memory”

  1. xasika Says:

    ótimo. (dos dois tipos)

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  2. Licia Says:

    E é da lembrança que a gente vive.

    Like

  3. Deborah Prates Says:

    E a memória (sempre ela, maldita memória, a deusa) que torna as coisas viventes, eternas.

    muito, muito bom 🙂

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