• Love is born like roots:
    with the intense heat of the sun.
    Like fruits,
    smells picked in time.
    It blossoms in January, it ripens
    in June. Nourishing substance,
    vermilion, fleshy force
    love is born in our mouth
    on the tongue in the spittle
    it distracts us from our dramas
    vibrating eyes overflow
    coconut water, pitanga
    green on the mountain and on the beaches
    love is born widely,
    like roots, seed grains
    fall on the viscous, juicy soil
    in the month of December the green is dark
    rains and more rains
    green and then ripe red
    and new hard grains
    dried out seeds.
    Love is born like roots.

    Márcia Theóphilo, 2000
    English version by Riccardo Duranti