Body of a Woman
Body of a woman, white hills, white thighs,
you look like a world, lying in surrender.
My body, savage and pleasant, undermines you
and makes the son leap from the depths of the earth.
I was lone like a tunnel. The birds fled from me,
And night invaded me with her powerful army.
To survive myself I forged you like a weapon,
like an arrow in my bow, a stone in my sling.
But the hour of vengeance falls, and I love you.
Body of skin, of moss, of eager and firm milk.
Oh the goblets of the breast! Oh the eyes of absence!
Oh the roses of the pubis! Oh your voice, slow and sad!
Body of my woman, I will persist in your grace.
My thirst, my boundless desire, my wavering road!
Dark river-beds where the eternal thirst flows
and weariness follows, and the infinite ache.
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