Thursday, April 07, 2011

I Crave Your Mouth, Your Voice, Your Hair

Naked Lovers

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.

[A beautiful poem by Neruda]

4 Comment:

Chilling Breeze said...

Damn.. it's awesome.. a speechless hunger that shouts :) here in your post

jojofeelings said...

Beautiful. Powerful. Expressive.
It's perfect.
Thanks for giving me a chance to read it. :)

Michael Jackson Albums said...

very nice lyrics! i re-read it twice)

Drama Essay said...

Your poem is amazing, devastating and passionate!

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