what goes around... comes around...

Hey girl, is he everything you wanted in a man

You know I gave you the world

You had me in the palm of your hand

So why your love went away

I just can't seem to understand

Thought it was me and you babe

Me and you until the end

But I guess I was wrong

Don't want to think about it

Don't want to talk about it

I'm just so sick about it

Can't believe it's ending this way

Just so confused about it

Feeling the blues about it

I just can't do without ya

Tell me is this fair?

What goes around, goes around, goes around

Comes all the way back around

(...)

Now girl, I remember everything that you claimed

You said that you were moving on now (on now)

And maybe I should do the same

Funny thing about that is I was ready to give you my name

Thought it was me and you, babe (babe)

And now, it's all just a shame

And I guess I was wrong

Don't want to think about it

Don't want to talk about it

I'm just so sick about it

Can't believe it's ending this way

Just so confused about it

Feeling the blues about it

I just can't do without ya

Can you tell me is this fair?

Is this the way things are really going down?

Is this how we say goodbye?

Should've known better when you came around

(should've known better that you were gonna make me cry)

That you were going to make me cry

Now it's breaking my heart to watch you run around

'Cause I know that you're living a lie

That's okay baby 'cause in time you will find

What goes around, goes around, goes around
Comes all the way back around...

o meu amor pulsa o infinito da minha alma nos teus punhos...

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Abre a boca e fecha os olhos:

Se fosse uma serpente teria me mordido.

pelas costas.

às avessas...

Parece que chegou a bela estação.

Em que arrebentam as flores,

No meu peito.

Dos seios dela.

E arrebentam os novos ardores.

Busquei minha hermosa

Na sala, na cama e na cozinha...

"Fui ao jardim, meu bem, regar seus desejos e catar seus gemidos" - disse ela,

(com voz mais doce que açúcar)

[Talvez em lembrança minha, ela já estava lá, em algum lugar, ciclicamente estática]

"Pois bem", falei eu comigo, e completei:

"Volte logo, pois tenho surpresa, amor!"

e quando ela veio eu lhe entreguei um emaranhado de símbolos.

Ela com o olhar plácido que tem, buscava os signos.

Então, ela ergueu com o olhar, de senhorita da década de 50, que tem, um muro de silêncio

(...)

Naquela tarde úmida, que me escorria pelas pernas, constatei:

o amor

é a dor da supresa,

é intrínseco à alma,

é o tumor do deleite.

{e outra vez cai de joelhos diantes daqueles lábios}

depois de beber tanto sangue.

depois de deglutir tanta carne.

tive indigestão.

achei que já era o bastante.

desisti da antropofagia.

[então eu conheci o dedilhado interno]

voltou como era antes.

pior.