Paul Eluard

LADY LOVE

     She is
standing      on

     my


       lids And

  her hair     

is in
mine She is the

    form

of my
  hands And the    color    

of my eyes,

     She is   s  w  a  l  l  o  w  e  d   in my
   

             shadow

    Like a stone against the sky

Her

e

y

e

s

are always open And she     does    n   o   t        let me
sleep In the light of day her d        r    e       a  m   s     Make     suns
    evaporate,         laugh,

    cry   

and laugh, And      

      speak


when I have        nothing        to      
      say     
        .