thewolffers

Pablo Neruda

20 poems of love and one desperate song
Poem 1


Body of woman, white white hills, thighs, you look yourself like the world in your attitude of delivery. My wild body of labriego undermines to you and makes jump the son of the Earth bottom. I was single like a tunnel. From me the birds fled and me the night entered its powerful invasion. In order to survive to me I forged to you like a weapon, like an arrow in my arc, a stone in my sling. But the hour of the revenge falls, and I love you. Body of skin, moss, eager milk and signs. Ah the glasses of the chest! Ah the absence eyes! Ah the roses of pubis! Ah your slow and sad voice! Body of woman mine, I will persist in your grace. My thirst, my anxiety without limit, my way indeciso! Dark channels where the eternal thirst follows, and the fatigue follows, and the infinite pain.....