Drawn to the heart of Carnaval…
Thy lights burning, and rhythms purring…
We sing to the gods who break free from us all…
And in thy heat most sweet splendor…
Generated through time…
Music whispers its passing…
In song and in rhyme…
And in these hours we pass…
Let loose we do flow…
A storm of arrows unbidden…
Our silent repose…
To break free unto madness…
Skin connected we fall…
Dark angels in mirth passing…
The maw of chaos so tall…
And in thy direction there sped…
Into a universe sublime…
Great luxurious there hidden…
Of flesh fixed and divine…
To return once again...
Our luminescence it flies…
One mind offered unto folly…
Freedoms irreverent cry.
1 comment:
Truth be told, you've never done a real piece about Carnaval in Salvador, just bits and pieces here and there about your various experiences, care to indulge?????
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