Monday, May 4, 2009

Today I have a poem..


* image: lina scheynius

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.
Bread does not nourish me, dawn distrupts me, all day
I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.

I hunger for your sleek laugh,
your hands the colour of a savage harvest,
hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,
I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.

I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,
the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,
I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,

and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight,
hunting for you, for your hot heart,
like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue

by Pablo Neruda

2 comments:

call me glitter, little deer said...

sooo good.

the healthy ghost said...

I think Neruda is one of the bests, reading this poem you feel love and desire inside you.
Great!
xx