Poem: Sonnet XI

Written on 5/17/2006 – 3:17 pm | by keysinunez.com | 508 Views

Sonnet XI
by: Pablo Neruda
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.

*sigh*


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  2. By Sheila on May 22, 2006 | Reply

    ~_~ *faints*

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  3. By keysi on May 22, 2006 | Reply

    :lol:

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