theres a mark where you were breathing on the windowplane
In You The Earth
Little
rose
roselet,
at times,
tiny and naked,
it seems
as though you would fit
in one of my hands,
as though I'll clasp you like this
and carry you to my mouth,
but
suddenly
my feet touch your feet and my mouth your lips:
you have grown
your shoulders rise like two hills,
your breasts wander over my breast,
my arm scarcely manages to encircle the thin
new-moon line of your waist:
in love you have loosened yourself like sea water:
I can scarcely measure the sky's most spacious eyes
and I lean down to your mouth to kiss the earth
En Ti La Tierra
Pequena
rosa,
rosa pequena,
a veces,
diminuta y desnuda,
parece
que en una mano mia
cabes,
que asi voy a cerrarte
y llevarte a mi boca,
pero
de pronto
mis pies tocan tus pies y mi boca tus labios:
has crecido,
suben tus hombros como dos colinas,
tus ppechos se pasean por mi pecho,
mi brazo alcanza apenas a rodear la delgada
linea de luna nueva que tiene tu cintura:
en el amor como agua de mar te has desatado:
mido apenas los ojos mas extensos del cielo
y me inclino a tu boca para besar la tierra.
-Pablo Neruda
Happy Spring.
Little
rose
roselet,
at times,
tiny and naked,
it seems
as though you would fit
in one of my hands,
as though I'll clasp you like this
and carry you to my mouth,
but
suddenly
my feet touch your feet and my mouth your lips:
you have grown
your shoulders rise like two hills,
your breasts wander over my breast,
my arm scarcely manages to encircle the thin
new-moon line of your waist:
in love you have loosened yourself like sea water:
I can scarcely measure the sky's most spacious eyes
and I lean down to your mouth to kiss the earth
En Ti La Tierra
Pequena
rosa,
rosa pequena,
a veces,
diminuta y desnuda,
parece
que en una mano mia
cabes,
que asi voy a cerrarte
y llevarte a mi boca,
pero
de pronto
mis pies tocan tus pies y mi boca tus labios:
has crecido,
suben tus hombros como dos colinas,
tus ppechos se pasean por mi pecho,
mi brazo alcanza apenas a rodear la delgada
linea de luna nueva que tiene tu cintura:
en el amor como agua de mar te has desatado:
mido apenas los ojos mas extensos del cielo
y me inclino a tu boca para besar la tierra.
-Pablo Neruda
Happy Spring.