À André Breton
The Equality of Sexes
Your eyes are revenues of an arbitrary country
Where no one has ever known what a look is
Neither knew the beauty of eyes, beauty of stones,
The water droplets, the pearls in the cupboards.
Of stones naked and without skeleton, Ô my statue,
The blind sun holds up a mirror to you
And if he seems obey to powers of evening
It’s that your head is closed, ô fallen statue.
By my love and by my wild ruses.
My still desire is your last support
And I bring you without battle, ô my image,
Broken à my weakness and taken from my links.
At the Heart of My Love
A beautiful bird shows me the light
It is in their eyes, in full view.
It sings on a mistletoe ball
At the middle of the sun
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The eyes of singing animals
And their songs of anger or of vague
Have forbidden me de go out to this bed
I’ll spend my life there.
The dawn in countries without grace
Take the appearance of the forgetting.
And that the woman falls asleep, in the dawn,
The head the first, its fall illuminates it.
Constellations,
You knew the form of her head
Here, everything goes dark :
The landscape is complete, blood of joys,
The masses decrease and flow in my heart
With the sleeping.
And that thus wants to take my heart.
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I never dreamed to one such a beautiful night.
The women of the garden look for kissing me
Heavenly supports, the motionless trees
Kiss well the shadow which them support.
A woman at the pale heart
Take the night in her clothes.
The love have discovered the night
On her impalpable breasts.
How pleasure take to all?
Rather all erasing.
The man of all the movements,
Of all the sacrifices and of all the conquests
Sleep. He sleeps, he sleeps, he sleeps.
He crosses the tiny, invisible night with his sighs.
It’s neither cold nor hot.
His prisoner escaped — pour sleeping.
He didn’t pass away, he sleeps.
When he fallen asleep
All astonished,
He played with passion,
He watched,
He heard.
His last speak :
“If it was to restart, I meet you without you seek.”
He sleeps, he sleeps, he sleeps.
The dawn has had beautiful rinsing of the head.
He sleeps.