Pablo Neruda
I Crave Your Mouth, Your Voice, Your Hair - Poem 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.
Translated by Stephen Tapscott
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There is this girl i am craving.. (Report) Reply
Awesome I like this poem, check mine out (Report) Reply
hahaahhaha.... totaly different view of love.... grate u r.....
love it.. (Report) Reply
My ex loved Neruda. She was extremely unstable, passionate and at time very cruel, she scared the hell out of me and I loved her for it. (Report) Reply
Pablo is the great..
Simple and straight.. (Report) Reply
Oh my gosh is that not the picture of a man, or woman in love? ? ? Awesome! ! ! I luv it! ! ! (Report) Reply
Wonderful poem. A bit different from the conventional view of love.
Great write.
A fine 10 indeed. (Report) Reply