Here you will find the Poem As Far As My Eye Can See In My Bodys Senses of poet Paul Eluard
All the trees all their branches all of their leaves The grass at the foot of the rocks and the houses en masse Far off the sea that your eye bathes These images of day after day The vices the virtues so imperfect The transparency of men passing among them by chance And passing women breathed by your elegant obstinacies Your obsessions in a heart of lead on virgin lips The vices the virtues so imperfect The likeness of looks of permission with eyes you conquer The confusion of bodies wearinesses ardours The imitation of words attitudes ideas The vices the virtues so imperfect Love is man incomplete
