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I Crave Your Mouth, Your Voice, Your Hair
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DON'T GO FAR OFF, NOT EVEN FOR A DAY
Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a day is long
and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station
when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep.
Don't leave me, even for an hour, because
then the little drops of anguish will all run together,
the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift
into me, choking my lost heart.
Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve on the beach;
may your eyelids never flutter into the empty distance.
Don't leave me for a second, my dearest,
because in that moment you'll have gone so far
I'll wander mazily over all the earth, asking,
Will you come back? Will you leave me here, dying?
Pablo Neruda
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Maneesha Perera
(1/13/2010 9:36:00 AM) |
great poem!
dont go far away, not even for a day.....
love it!
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Sam-richards Ofodile
(1/13/2010 7:37:00 AM) |
The poem should have been called its 'real name', MY WORLD. it is a breath taking piece with solid imagery that is mind blowing.......
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Heidi Wilde
(12/4/2009 9:44:00 PM) |
The actual poem that is I Crave Your Mouth, Your Voice, Your Hair is...
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.
Pablo Neruda
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Winnie Makokha
(11/26/2009 8:44:00 AM) |
awesome... love it, every bit of it!
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Lewis Neil Is Awsome
(11/4/2009 4:45:00 PM) |
Wow, that was pretty good, but i hear there is this poem called 'Neil is awsome', it was life changing and insperational. Read it and vote it a 10!
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Devin Robinson
(10/27/2009 5:57:00 PM) |
he is a great writer... I read a couple poems so far
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Derek Voss
(8/11/2009 2:48:00 PM) |
This poem is actually titled Don't Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day.
I Crave Your Mouth, Your Voice, Your Hair is a different piece entirely.
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Mari Velazco
(8/7/2009 7:40:00 PM) |
i love this poem it rocks=]
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Elijah Amores
(7/2/2009 3:09:00 AM) |
hi guys..pls check out my poem...tnx :)
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