With Eyes Closed - Octavio Paz
With eyes closed
you light up within
you are blind stone
Night after night I carve you
with eyes closed
you are frank stone
We have become enormous
just knowing each other
with eyes closed
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Trawl Bridge Street - Octavio Paz
Sun throughout the day, cold throughout the sun. Nobody on the streets. Parked parks. Still no snow but wind, wind, a red tree still burns in the chilled air. Talking to it, I talk to you. I am in a room abandoned by language. You are in another identical room, or we both are on a street your glance has depopulated. The world imperceptibly comes apart. Memory decayed beneath our feet. I am stopped in the middle of this unwritten line.
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The White Lilies - Louise Gl¨¹ck
As a man and woman make a garden between them like a bed of stars, here they linger in the summer evening and the evening turns cold with their terror: it could all end, it is capable of devastation. All, all can be lost, through scented air the narrow columns uselessly rising, and beyond, a churning sea of poppies--
Hush, beloved. It doesn't matter to me how many summers I live to return: this one summer we have entered eternity. I felt your two hands bury me to release its splendor.
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