Your orange hair in the void of the world <br />In the void of these heavy panes of silence <br />Shade where my bare hands seek your image. <br /> <br />The shape of your heart is chimerical <br />And your love resembles my lost desire. <br />O sighs of amber, dreams, glances. <br /> <br />But you were not always here. My memory <br />Is still obscured by seeing your coming <br />And going. Time consumes words, like love.<br /><br />Paul Eluard<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/your-orange-hair-in-the-void-of-the-world/
