Thiago1974_nice Poetry (2)

Topaz body extended on the wilderness;
a strange air enters between eternal fissures;
a kiss that caresses in dreams; a cry singing victory;
a smile on the veil of Veronica ...
and you, my love and distance, which I find incomprehensible lose by the will and I find the desire for efficiency; say well, you alone are authority and power from on high, which drives me to contemplate, as I walked slowly to love.

Pablo Neruda
Love Sonnet XI

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

I hunger for your sleek laugh,
your hands the color 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.