GINECEU !

                                 Quero
                                 A praia
                                 Sem conchas,
                                 A floresta
                                 Sem folhas,
                                 A rua
                                 Sem movimento,
                                 Um murmúrio
                                 No vento
                                 E um canto
                                 Que seja só meu!
                                 Quero
                                 Silêncio
                                 No templo
                                 Onde mora
                                 A minha santa
                                 E o santo
                                 Que é só teu!
                                 Quero
                                 Que afastes
                                 O mêdo,
                                 A dôr,
                                 O pranto
                                 E até
                                 Que retires
                                 O manto,
                                 Que te esconde
                                 O gineceu!