Paul Eluard

(14 December 1895 – 18 November 1952 / Saint Denis / Paris)

Lady Love - Poem by Paul Eluard

She is standing on my eyelids
And her hair is in my hair
She has the color of my eye
She has the body of my hand
In my shade she is engulfed
As a stone against the sky

She will never close her eyes
And she does not let me sleep
And her dreams in the bright day
Make the suns evaporate
And me laugh cry and laugh
Speak when I have nothing to say

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  • Rookie Monica Engeler (5/23/2005 7:17:00 AM)


    Nice simple love story. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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