AS TWO ANIMALS
marcos loures - 12.07.2006 22:34
AS TWO ANIMALS - IN HONOR TO ALCEU VALENÇA
Chronic - Any sorts things out of love is worth the feather
There was in that small city, as in practically all the ones that met the lunatic that he made the fear of the children and, for being inoffensive, the adolescents' laughter and the pardon of some sins of the women and men of the place, when those gave to him food remains.
The population sustained and heprotected the inoffensive lunatic, of the cold and of the hunger.
But that had an interesting particularity, it was very beautiful.
He had some blue eyes that fascinated, secretly it is clear, the youths of the small city.
Their searched hair and waved also called her attention, but, the mental weakness protected the sensual girls' poor boy.
Minus of Marcinha, her no, she had never respected the innocence and the poor boy's ingenuousness.
The sex is instinctive and the answer to the incentives was immediate.
In the seduction games and pleasure, a lot of times played in the forests and in the most hidden places of the city, our hero was extremely efficient.
Well then, Márcia moved with the family for another city, and for there she was some of years, she studied, she was formed and, married, she went back to the small city where had been born.
Her husband was man that had some money, but, that in relation to the residents of the small village, it could almost be considered that “rich”. AND, when getting ready for the change, he decided to buy a small close farm the headquarters of the municipal district.
In those heights, Márcia already had if forgotten of adolescent's games and she imagined to that the lunatic had already died, also that didn't have to smallest importance; the girl had grown, she had ripened and that page of the past had already been extinguished of the memory, a distant dream.
She had repaired when arriving to the city, that almost everything was how she had left, their youth friends were almost all married; the houses were in the same places, only that more aged, the bar of the square had closed and, in his place he had appeared a snack bar, where the youths met to date, to talk, those normal things.
But a thing called her the attention, in the small city there were not beggars to her time and, now, she had found a sleeping in the street, with that smell common of the man, that the water and the perfumes disguise.
her husband commented on, with sadness, the one that point the poverty and the drink could take a human being, exposed as if it was an open wound, a shameful wound.
However, badly it could imagine that, that drunk man, of eyes spleens and whitened hair, toothless it could be family for her.
The time had mutilated the lunatic's beauty, leaving the indelible marks of the poverty and of the mistreatments in the poor boy.
He walked, as always, free in the streets, but, as it had lost the youth's charm, it was more and more abandoned by all of the people, condemned the dead dawn of hunger or of cold in the streets of the village.
The drink for companion, and for that he always has somebody that collaborates, it had taken the place of the food, the cough denounced the tuberculosis that mined the body little by little, not leaving a lot, remaining only the rottenness in life, of that life without shine, without connection.
The life elapsed calms and soft in the small city, with his/her given daily news section and enlarged by the gossips always, the men working, the children studying and playing in the streets with rustic pavement awaiting the rain.
But that day would be different from the other ones.
The Church had promoted a party for collection of money for the purchase of new banks, since the old ones were being destroyed with the time and the termites.
Márcia's husband, for pride of that, was one of the most lively buyers of the auction improvised.
All their friends had been with envy of her when they met the beautiful boy; educated and gentile. The man type that was the main dream of the girls' of the place consumption
And, still for top, rich, very rich...
In that interim, suddenly the drunk appears described previously and, for fright of all, it holds Márcia for the arm and he kisses her violently.
The fright became general, since our lunatic always out quiet, tame, without aggressiveness signs or of any sexual anomaly.
Márcia looked afraid, at first with disgust as she was of waiting; but, suddenly, it recognized in the drunk, the lover of formerly.
And, for terror of all, she let to take, with the closed eyes and the half-open mouth, the hands traveling, the tremendous body and, in a nonpareil delivery, without repairing in anything and in anybody, for scandal of all, they loved each other there even.
In an unforgettable encounter, the panther had been reborn and, with the cheap dog if “they loved at the square as the animals.”
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