Morning by Pablo Neruda A Poetry Reading by Sting Naked, you are simple as one of your hands Smooth, Earthy, Small, Transparent, Round You have moonlines, Apple pathways Naked you are slendor as a naked grain of wheat Naked you are blue as a night in Cuba You have vines and stars in your hair Naked you are spacious and yellow as summer in a golden church Naked you are tiny as one of your nails, Curved, Subtle, Rosy, Til the day is borne and you withdraw to the underground world As if down a long tunnel of clothing and of chores Your clear light dims, Gets dressed, Drops its leaves, Becomes a naked hand again |
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