Between the Moon and the Sun
(Paul Eluard)
I tell you gracious and luminous woman
Your nudity licks my childlike eyes
And it is the ecstasy of happy hunters
To have increased a transparent game
Which expands in a vase without water
Like a seed in a shadow of a stone
I see you nude knotted arabesque
Hand slack at each turn of the clock
Sun slow along the length of a day
Plaited rays braids of my pleasures.
