Como se chama a senhora do Rico!
Que é Moreira e Moreira ao invés de 'Melo'!
No terraço, torre de seu 'castelo'...!
Que é dona, rainha ou 'coisa' do tipo!
Filha caçula da Dona Naná!
Com seus filhos já criados e até netos!
De collant, correndo, quantos metros...!
E essa beleza sempre a acompanhar!
A sua 'faixa' e o unicórnio 'nas costas'...!
Tamanho de anjo e riso jovial!
E o charme... que nem o da filha é igual!
Os tops, shorts e o respeito que também gostas!
Personal tribute poetry like this captures something that formal writing misses entirely. The specific details here — the terrace, the unicorn, the way you describe the running stride — make the subject feel genuinely present rather than idealized. It's rare to find verse where admiration comes through as observation rather than abstraction.
ResponderExcluirWow!!! Good morning and thank you so much, commercial hvac pair...! I'm so very happy and so grateful for your comments!!! 🙂With these humble verses I have tried to express my feelings and admiration for this muse who is so present in my dreams, just as in many dreams and delusions such beings as the unicorn or the pegasus that she has tattooed on her back are also present! Thank you so much again and you're welcome to come back anytime! Thank you!🦄☀😉👍🏾
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