To Ridicule - Milagres

I can feel you

like a fever.

I still want you.

Do you still want me?

Who are you to ridicule?

Who are you to lie?

I can’t touch you,

I can’t see you,

I can’t taste you,

I can’t believe in you.

Who are you to ridicule?

Who are you to lie?

I can feel you

like a river

Like a failure,

let it be a seed