July,July

Leave it all

Outside the door

Hours comes

Bring me more

I’ve being here

In my wasted brain

Circles and circles

Cirrus and circus

Are here again

Leaves are flying

Like a fuzzy dream

Blossom is growing

Since life begins

Leave it all

Behind the door;

tomorrow comes,

yesterday goes

We are green

And time flows

We’re looking for
A place to belong

Hamilton Guilherme,July 6th 2013