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Joined: 16 Mar 2007
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i did not write this poem but it's probably now my favorite poem ever. so i wanted everyone else to read it...
The One for All Time
If I say to you: “I have given up everything”
It means she is not the one of my body,
I never boasted of that,
It is not true
And the low fog where I move
Doesn’t know whether I passed through,
The fan of her mouth, the reflection of her eyes,
I am the only one to speak of them,
I am the only one to be encircled
By this empty mirror where the air flows through me
And the air has a face, a beloved face,
A loving face, your face,
To you who have no name and whom other men do not know,
The sea says: on me, the sky says: on me,
The stars sense your presence, the clouds imagine you
And the blood spilled at the best moments,
The blood of generosity
Bears you with delight.
I sing the great joy of singing you,
the great joy of having you or not having you,
The candor of waiting for you, the innocence of knowing you,
You who efface forgetting, hope, ignorance,
who efface babsence and put me in the world,
I sing to sing, I love you for singing
The mystery where love creates me and frees itself
You are pure, you are purer than I am.
-paul eluard. |
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veronica.
2am and im still awake writing this song... |
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