Paul Eluard

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

The World Is Blue As An Orange - Poem by Paul Eluard

The world is blue as an orange
No error the words do not lie
They no longer allow you to sing
In the tower of kisses agreement
The madness the love
She her mouth of alliance
All the secrets all the smiles
Or what dress of indulgence
To believe in quite naked.
The wasps flourish greenly
Dawn goes by round her neck
A necklace of windows
You are all the solar joys
All the sun of this earth
On the roads of your beauty.


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  • (8/12/2015 2:20:00 PM)

    ...very nice...lovely colours ★ (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 7, 2010



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