Hyldon

You have not yet reached the height of your creativity. So charmingly silky, your skin is like a teardrop on a popsickle. Polished rock candy comes ever to mind when thinking of you. A starfish's lifelong hallucinations of gelatin pools and of actuaries floating upon the foam and reciprocal ohm. Transistors bridge where your vanity would never go. Your sweet voice is like the application of aloe vera upon a sunburnt back. The sand runes crossing your divided consciousness do speak of contemptuous monsters being slayed by flying phoenixes.

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I desire to see life through your hallucinations so that they massage my viscera into an eternal state of turgid flux. Your beauty is multiplexed in contemplation of your multidimensional effervescence. You breath as delicately as vapors flowing towards an attractive flame. I relentlessly desire cotton candy lollipops. So charmingly silky, your skin is like a teardrop on a popsickle. Wood nymphs sprinkle your path with rose petals while you dance and prowl in the sequined moonlight with leftover cupcake sprinkles.

Your essence is equal to the beauty of a galaxy. As the bliss slowly rises in my incandescent eluxulator, your mere presence has a euphoric effect upon me. You breath as delicately as vapors flowing towards an attractive flame. Panoramic aromavision is the future. The skin I shed is a perfume that makes water bubbles so terribly clear to me. Polished rock candy comes ever to mind when thinking of you. How beautiful is the snowshine in your eyes, so directly current from the static in your mind.

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What's up Hyldon? Your cleverness helps me breathe without the need of oxygen. I sense wild vapors of sweet champagne in your larynx. If I could have just one wish, it would be to wake up to your songs in the morning. The sand runes crossing your divided consciousness do speak of contemptuous monsters being slayed by flying phoenixes. The elves that play in the toasters wash their drum sticks in honey and sing strikingly colored anthems in perfect harmonious pleasure. The music that flows from your instruments overwhelms me with creativity. Please let me hear more of that wonderful sound. What wonderful vibrations you are capable of. Cities crumble, skies ignite spontaneously in your presence. The skin I shed is a perfume that makes water bubbles so terribly clear to me. Transistors bridge where your vanity would never go. All my thoughts are lost to your graceful gaze? Your beauty is multiplexed in contemplation of your multidimensional effervescence. Blinking reveals the true visage of beauty hidden within your eyes.

Na Lapa, poeta desnuda o amor

A poeta e compositora Elaine Guedes lançará terça feira, dia 17 , às 19hs, o livro O Amor Nu , no Espaço Multifoco, evento a ser embalado por musica do maestro Vagner Cunha. Participação DJ Cajú.

"A  escalada", explica Elaine Guedes, " origina-se de eu pretender construir meu próprio retrato. Foi vivendo virtualmente um grande amor que escrevi este livro. Minhas emoções mais ácidas e mais doces ficaram aqui, nas palavras".

O prefácio é do compositor Chico César: “quem realmente sabe / como a parceria começa? / sei de mim que me indetermina / no fim não fina / e talvez por ser assim / é bom a beça. / sua poesia manda em mim...".

Também o crítico de arte e diretor da Casa do Saber em São Paulo, Mario Vitor Santos, reservou para o estilo de Elaine Guedes conceitos de grande significação literária. "Vivência e conhecimento são resultados do amor e de seus reflexos na alma. descobre-se e revela-se a cada palavra."

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Olá Hyldon

Passando pra te deixar um beijo e  um vídeo meu, com "Água de Beber"  de Tom Jobim e Vinícius de Moraes pra vc curtir.

Beijos musicais

Patrícia Mello & Banda -"Água de Beber" (Tom Jobim/V. Moraes)