DESNUDA

                                        D E S N U D A

                                                      Estar surpreso

                                                      Com ódio manifesto,

                                                      Ficando indefeso

                                                      No serviço que presto.

                                                      Julgar que de doçura

                                                      Tua alma fosse feita,

                                                      Jamais a amargura

                                                      Tão insuspeita.

                                                      Pensar: não existe

                                                      Tal ser angelical;

                                                      Foi apenas despiste

                                                      Com tom proposital.

                                                      Ao deixar ver e mostrar

                                                      A face limpa, desnuda,

                                                      Fazendo ocultar,

                                                      Outra que iluda

                                                      E restar posto,

                                                      Assim e afinal,

                                                      Humano rosto,

                                                      Singular e mortal.

F.V.24/08/2004                                                     MARCOS RS RAMASCO.