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.
Sonnet Xi
Pablo Neruda
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Poem topics: hair, heart, hunting, voice, shade, face, skin, mouth, silent, laugh, bread, color, body, liquid, savage, hungry, measure, Valentine's Day, dawn, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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