Even better (thank you Saint Cole)
like the beat, beat, beat of the tom tom
when the crayon shadows fall
like the tick,tick, tock of the stately chalk
as it stands against the board
like the drip, drip drip of the ink drops
when the acrylic showers through
a voice within me keeps repeating
do, do, do
Night and day my thought is one
only you beneath the paper or under the lamp
wheather near to me or far it's no matter pencil
where you are
why not design?
day and night, night and day
why is it so that this longing for you
follows where ever I go
in the roaring traffics boom, in the silence of my lonely room
why not design?
night and day, day and night
under the hyde of me , there's an oh such a hungry yearning burning
inside of me
and this torment wont be through
till you let me spend my life making shapes with you
day and night, night and day
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Eduardo Côrte-Real
Prof. Doctor
IADE, Lisboa
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