A lua sobe
O hálito do verão me expulsa de casa rua afora
Rondo a cidade
Uma mesa me chama
Me puxa uma cadeira
Bebemos,
Sorrimos,
Choramos…
A noite corre
Com ela, o tempo
A conta chega
Reluto em sair
O garçom se inquieta, diz que já fechou
A cidade dorme
A lua está pendendo, sonolenta
Embriagada com a magia da noite
Saio de coração leve e cabeça pesada
Amanhã, a noite volta
E eu também.
Imagem: https://pixabay.com/pt/photos/vinho-garrafa-de-vinho-vinho-tinto-4813260/
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