I Cannot be Known

I cannot be known
Better than you know me

Your eyes in which we sleep
We together
Have made for my man's gleam
A better fate than for the common nights

Your eyes in which I travel
Have given to signs along the roads
A meaning alien to the earth

In your eyes who reveal to us
Our endless solitude

Are no longer what they thought themselves to be

You cannot be known
Better than I know you.

~Paul Eluard

 


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you have a remarkable talent for choosing the perfect prose for your photographs. ***
-- Wren~, 1/5/10



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