I Crave Your Mouth - Pablo Neruda

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Ms. Haiku
Ms. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,369
edited May 2005 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
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.


I took this from a different website, but I think it is one of the 100 Love Sonnetts to Matilde Neruda his third wife. I should know those poems by heart by now.
There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
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  • BinFrog
    BinFrog MA Posts: 7,314
    I am familiar with the works of Pablo Neruda.
    Bright eyed kid: "Wow Typo Man, you're the best!"
    Typo Man: "Thanks kidz, but remembir, stay in skool!"
  • Ms. Haiku
    Ms. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,369
    I think my favorite book is "Fully Empowered", but I like the series of books put out by Copper Canyon Press. Is there a particular poem of his that you like?
    There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
    The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird

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